At my wife's prompting, I went to see a therapist. This nudge was about 18 months ago so I've been hanging out with my doc and his family dog for a while now. I sit, he sits, the canine naps, we talk. Pretty much just as you'd imagine. It certainly helps to discuss the stumbling blocks in my life -- and it's a good lesson for me to be open to help from another human being -- but, in the same way that my physical health is my responsibility so, too, is my mental and emotional health. In other words, one hour of therapy every couple of weeks is a place to refocus not Shangri-La.
The topic of chasing windmills has been a regular theme lately and, the other day, I shared three quotes that backed up a recent decision of mine to walk away from a perfectly good job, with very sweet peeps, to head off for God knows what lies ahead. (More on that next time.)
The three quotes are:
To dare is to lose one's footing momentarily. Not to dare is to lose oneself. - Søren Kierkegaard
Don't measure yourself by what you have accomplished, but by what you should have accomplished with your ability. - John Wooden
Take the risk. - Unknown
What I was too embarrassed to mention to the doc was that all three pieces of sage advice came from the other side of a bottle cap.
One hundred bucks an hour is an investment in my well-being and insight into my behavior does take place within the conversations that my psychotherapist and I have. But the reality is, answers to my questions about life and my path in it can, and should, be able to find me around any corner. It's my responsibility to listen and watch for them, in whatever form they greet me.