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I was angry with my friend;  I told my wrath, my wrath did end.  I was angry with my foe:  I told it not, my wrath did grow.    And I waterd it in fears,  Night & morning with my tears:  And I sunned it with smiles,  And with soft deceitful wiles.    And it grew both day and night.  Till it bore an apple bright.  And my foe beheld it shine,  And he knew that it was mine.    And into my garden stole,  When the night had veild the pole;  In the morning glad I see;  My foe outst

Anger is powerful. It tells us about violated boundaries, unspoken shame, grief or loneliness. It’s energetic. It has the potential to transform. Yet, in the therapy room it can feel too much. Scary. What do I do if it escalates? How do I contain rage? What if it’s turned on me? The result can be a rush to regulation, to shutting it down leaving the client alone in their experience.  Our experiential workshop offers a relational framework for understanding and working with an

Writing in the late 14th century, the poet Geoffrey Chaucer began The Canterbury Tales with the idea that it is the changing season itself which provokes a desire for movement and adventure: “Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote The droghte of March hath perced to the roote… Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages.” Chaucer personifies April as a gardener, whose “sweet showers” water the deepest roots of drought-stricken, barren March. In doing so, something is awakened