Spreading my wings

Being a therapist can be complicated.
We don't want people to need therapy.

On the other hand, I am thankful for the ability to be able to connect and help people with their struggles and worries, fears and unknowns.

So now I have been called to a new area of Israel. One that I never intended to cover. But there has been a request for my presence. So I am going. I have found a small office to rent. And will get to work.

Acting as an agent from G-d in trying to help those who need me.

The adventure begins...

Networking

It's the name of the game.
Gotta network.
Gotta be seen.
People have to remember you are out there.
Be memorable.

"Oh yeah. I've been meaning to call you..."

That kind of stuff.

Slowly. It happens.

I believe. Put your energy out into the world that you are there...the world will catch on.

It's a great feeling.

Bad Dreams

I keep having them.

Anxiety dreams of having to go places and not being ready. Not having everything. Forgetting something, or not being able to find it.

I wake up crying.

Another bad dream of seeing old roommates I lost touch with.

I cried because they were angry at me.

Seems trivial. I remember wanting to wake up from the dreams so badly. But couldn't.

What does it all mean?

More of what I WANT to write about

I wanna be able to walk the mall, with no pain

I wanna be able to eat anything and not get nauseous, have stomach pain, or gain weight

I want to be able to exercise and not have pain

I want to be able to travel the world with no plans

I wanna be able to be spontaneous

I want to be able to sleep as long as I want and not feel guilt

I want to not feel guilt - ever

I want to not feel so deeply

I want to love unconditionally - always

I want to relax, chill, and just BE

I want to just know

Another reason I made aliyah

As I write this at 1:45 am, my son and about 10 young men and women are sitting outside on our porch, eating, talking, laughing and singing to the guitar.
They made a poyke tonight. A poyke is a cast iron pot that you put in a fire with meat and potatoes and vegies and whatever spices you want. We have a fire pit in our backyard, perfect for a poyke.
They are 20-something year old young adults. No beer. No alcohol. No smoking. No sexual stuff going on. Just a bunch of "kids" hanging out on their weekends off from the army or national service, enjoying each others stories. Perfectly normal and innocent living.

This is why we made aliyah!!