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All kinds of Therapy


Today I wanted to explore therapy (or more so, how we all are already doing it every day- if we look closely, 

Ever thought about getting therapy- or heard someone say that they where receiving it or trying to get a referral, and you thought "Yikes", maybe even got slightly uncomfortable.

Everything is therapy, so let us break the Taboo. From Psychoanalysis and CBT, to drawing class, watching the ocean or eating a sandwich on the underground. At different times we need different kinds, but we all do undergo them, and we all need them. From personal growth to taking space for ourselves, a deep breath, finding calm from the sound of waves, or spending memorable time with friends. 

Calming down in a busy world can be challenging, maybe you are one of those who have tried and simply can not find the focus, too many gremlins and cymbal playing monkeys in your head, don't worry- they are often taking over most of my inner peace too. But that my friend- acceptance, being there with yourself as you are, No Judgement and a new found closeness to yourself in the humor you see in you. That is therapy too.

I can not Yoga for all I know but I do Yoda.. I think.. I have no clue on how to muster my inner goddess for more than a quarter of 10 minutes. And then I just sit there- do the moves somewhat ungracefully.. but sometimes.. just once in a while, I love it anyway. Just getting myself into a room filled with people doing something good for themselves, the aura in that room, that is really what I come there for. Same with dance, I am not the best, and I can not keep up. But I go for the smiles in a room. And I find myself smiling too.

This brings me back to inner peace- it can be practiced anywhere, and it does not mean that your head has to find Nirvana. You can be right there, Cry, be angry, confused, laughing from your deepest belly. To be here with you. This is therapy too.

So, some things need a certain approach or technique, some might involve a professional, and those everyday ones (for all) involve you (with yourself). We all go to therapy everyday (or can- and should) and when someone needs tools- let's without judgement- support them through.

Today I'm going to a farmhouse zoo, with my friend and her 1,5 year old- That is therapy too.

Have an Insightful Saturday.
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