It's a human feeling.
There's a sense of drag, something attached to our psyche via a thin, persistent thread. It's hard to let go of. It's even hard to identify, but we feel it's resistance as we walk throughout our lives.
It becomes impossible to ignore.
How can we reach out and see whatever this thing is?
Is it ever really possible to see ourselves? Can we know ourselves, on our own?
Even the smallest items can create weight and friction.
I worked with a client this past week where what frustrated her could only be seen close up, through the eyes of a trusted other.
What can we help each other see?
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