I'd been to the gym the day after what had been a somewhat annoying day [Style??? - Ed.] [Give me a break. - Crone] In fact, the gym was a little annoying. No... not annoying... just that I find myself being a coward. Ha. Someone said recently that the most important thing in being a counsellor is to be "congruent", by which I think he meant that one acts and speaks the same. With my excellent coach, I find myself disagreeing at times and pretending to agree because I know that I will lose any argument. I often don't say things... I suppose that I have little faith in the power of words, and especially my words, to alter beliefs or behaviours and so I opt to keep the peace. This, I guess is... what... incongruent?
So I go and sit with a tree. I see a few birds and squirrels. I hear a lot of birds and vehicles. I smell soil. I feel the fresh breeze and damp ground. I stop thinking. I am congruent.
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