Category Archives: Psychoanalytic
New Year’s Day 2020
Energy is such a nebulous thing but we are ugly influenced by it. We generate energy, we ride on our own energy. I like when I can point at it and say “now the is energy.” Continue reading
Christmas Poetry Group
I went to poetry group yesterday. Before group I listened to a long phone conversation, where the woman is telling the man many things to do. I listened to his consternation, audible on the other side of the phone, his … Continue reading
Mariah and the Butterfly Dreams
This Mariah the Leprechaun story is about choosing to live alone so that she could develop into a quietude that would let her intuition and spiritual side develop and so she could spend more time with her art and dreams. Continue reading
Anger Management Group – Patience and Wrath.
I love my anger management classes and never know when topics such as patience and rage will be all the rage in my class as the members bandier around all their experiences. Continue reading
The Case of the Heart
I awoke at 4.26 am last night and considered I had enough sleep and I could meditate. Toward the end of my meditation I made the prayer about creating in me a pure heart. It is an affirmation from the … Continue reading
Lines Written Above the River
Poetry and Dreams are well linked. Writing poetry becomes an exercise in active imagination which is part of psychonalytic work. It is fun to see where the images lead and where the energy changes. Continue reading
The Walls of Memories
Working with dream fragments and associating to them brings you around to the same place again but with a different attitude. Continue reading
Party Time on the Street
As I sit finishing off this blog, I almost addressed my man sitting in the next room on the computer, only to realize he has moved into his own place and is no longer there to be consulted about spelling or something else. It is sad but true that we go our separate ways again for now. Continue reading
A Positive Soul Woman
Dreams given to me are always gift. The one featured here is gift to any who may read. Enjoy the story, watercolors and the photos. I certainly took some time and am very much enjoying finish this blog up to send to you on wings of prayer. Continue reading
The Cats in the Dreams
I was out on Mole Hill this evening for about four hours and a few of the pictures here are from that visit. It was a memory lane visit as I used to bicycle there with my sister Rita Nelson for some years when I lived in Belmont. Continue reading
Rose Longworth Counseling 