Therapy is the most fun anyone can have. To engage another person, to see them change is exciting. Clients are the life blood of therapy. Each different, each unique. Overtime fewer and fewer people spoke the same therapeutic language. In 2017, I quit therapy. Demands of ‘best practice’ squeezed the creativity from it. Demands for excessive paperwork made it an accounting process. When teaching, training, and treatment ended for me, I thought I would be bored, unfulfilled. No.
I learned to fly fish. I found a friend who knew the sense of fly fishing. He taught me to go to beautiful places, caught and returned fish amazing fish, and engaged like-minded people. The art of fly fishing is an unlearnable and unmasterable skill, but, as in therapy, the journey produces joy and problem solving that will last the rest of my life.