Sansaku: Almost Coming
4/22/24
I asked set questions at the interview for internship. For example: How do you deal with critical feedback? Toward the end I’d tell them: You’re going to work hard for no pay. What’s wrong with you?
I copied their answers verbatim and said: “I’ll pull these notes in a year and bring them into session. Any predictions?” I’ve been asking myself the same question: How will you deal? A blood draw in two weeks, one never knows, and I leave tomorrow for a rendezvous in Utah.
Interns learned they didn’t need to solve the client’s problem. The goal of therapy: To work together and learn from the problem. When we get to where we need to be, problems aren’t solved, they transmute.
A transparent dream last night. At a conference and looking for the lodging. I ask an employee to open the door, then go and get my bag. In the interval, beds were claimed. I unclaimed one. Ready to defend.
A similar dream on this day last year. I had a small load of clothes to wash, but a dude with five huge bags beat me to the machine. He hadn’t started and wouldn’t budge. But I didn’t fight. I let it go.
I’m slightly anxious about the Airbnb where we’ll be staying in Blanding. Practicing self-soothing. No need to arrive early or claim a bed. I predict I’m going to be fine. Down the river, I’ll be reading this to see.
I’m listening to Girl with a Dragon Tattoo and Lisbeth got into my dreams. We were fighting for a cause. In the book, when Mikael learns she’s hacked his life, he chooses to pair up with her. It was like that.
I just missed a sneeze. Almost coming, almost coming, then not. I put this in a song and found myself laughing. On holiday from treatment, testosterone is beginning to return. I can feel it. Almost coming.