I had a dream last night. I do not remember any of the specifics, but as I moved through my morning I kept hearing the phrase, "I am in a season of preparation." I felt the deja vu feelings of having said that very phrase recently, but not knowing when or to whom. As I turn these words over in my mind, I know their truth rings loud in my life right now. I am in a season of preparation. I feel myself on the cusp of change, with a hand on my shoulder reminding me to slow down and move forward with intention.
In the mental health profession, especially in private practice, it is easy for people to feel disconnected from their therapist. As a client, you are expected to bare your soul to this person who, most of the time, you know little about. Many people assume their therapist has it all together, not struggling or wrestling with any of their own stuff. Sometimes, either consciously or subconsciously, therapists become super-human or untouchable, and therefore become difficult to relate to. When I created my practice, I made the decision to resist this pattern. It is important for me to be human. Flawed. Messy. Complicated.