Much of life, including my work, keeps me humble. I know I am good at what I do. But, since there is always more to learn, I don’t know if and when I’ll ever say I’m “great” at it. As I personally understand, along with believing in and stating one’s “greatness,” the risk of inflated pride arises exponentially, which then results in falsely thinking that one doesn’t have to grow and improve any further. Of course, that will never be the case, certainly not for me. The best I can truly strive for being and doing is participating in moments of greatness (often, greatness of healing) with another or others and, with concerted efforts, increasing the duration and likelihood of such moments.
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I'm gay, married, Pagan, and Progressive-minded from California, raised by hippie intellectuals. I relocated to Massachusetts for graduate school and never moved back to the Left Coast. My day job is that of psychotherapist in private practice, a profession I love with all my heart and a dream fully realized that I'd had since fifteen years of age. These are my rantings, reviews, and reflections. If nothing else, I hope you find something worth reading here and leave the rest. View all posts by The Practical, Fanciful Pagan