"No one knows. They can never get that close. Guesses at most. Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching" *

"What is it about the color orange? I don't really like it."  I blurted out to my trusted friend and colleague, Ms. Bee Haven. Instantly she retorted "Your hair is orange, and so are your oversized sunglasses."

I could easily recognize that her quick witted comeback was my friend turning the therapeutic tides on me.  When I called her on it, she bellowed "The look in your eyes screeches! The sound makes me want to take a bath in blue."  She then took a deep breath and ever so gently encouraged me to remove my psychotherapist specs, take that scorching look in my eyes and sear it onto a blank, white page.  Read more...