Healing Through Art & Words
Memories act as markers for our lives, and our first ones often reveal a lot about how we see the world. What you make of your childhood makes you, I believe. One of my first vivid memories involves a small house I lived in at the age of three or four. We lived in Colorado at the time and were quite poor as my parents attended graduate school. I would walk up and down the block and once knocked on a neighbor’s door to see if she had any children. I remember her house as pink and her hair as…
Just the word, counseling, often has a negative effect on people, I have noticed. If you want to cause a defensive reaction in someone, suggest gently and without any judgment, they would benefit from counseling. Immediately they hear only something is wrong with me. Then wait for the litany of various reasons why counseling will not work or has not worked in the past. Counseling is too expensive, time-consuming, and doesn’t help them. They know someone who went to counseling and boy, did that counselor mess them up. I have even heard the excuse that God, as our Wonderful Counselor,…
I remember when Pretty Woman came out in the theaters. Many loved the romance while others lamented the impossibility much less the improbability of a prostitute and a tycoon falling in love. Reading reviews, it was my first exposure to the “hooker with a heart of gold” trope. I remember Saturday Night Live spoofing it with their rendition of a respectable business man falling for a herpes laden, drugged out prostitute. Some Christians, if I remember correctly, were infuriated by the movie. After all, it seemed to glorify human trafficking. I was twenty two at the time and thought Richard…