I don't talk about my training as a Dance/Movement Therapist. I think after so many years of being in the South and having to constantly explain and defend my work, I just said screw it. There is one thing though I know for sure, this training has helped make me a better wife, mother, person. I was taught to meet people where they are, understand that I can't "make" a person respond a certain way, and that below the surface, everyone has a story. When I saw this blog post below by a fellow therapist, I smiled a little. Sometimes it takes someone else to make us see that we are wonderful, powerful beings on this planet with our given gifts. So today, I will smile a little more, continue to move with grace, and appreciate my strength.
Check out the blog post here:
