I was not there when my therapy went up in smoke. Like most transformations, although it appeared as a moment, it was the manifestation of a much longer process. And whilst I did not witness first hand the incendiary moment, my therapist was able to tell me about it. I cannot remember what we were … Continue reading The day my therapy went up in smoke.
A very short story about a man, a stranger and a herd of goats on a hill-side discussing internal voices, exorcism, angels, demons, multiplicity, integration, healing, listening, the self, the Bible, walking and amongst other things, animal husbandry.