Because I am participating in an inspired group therapy conference with other inspired group therapists, I am inspired to make this blog post short today.
Because I affiliate myself with a blog that often defines terms, here are some definitions of “affiliate”:
af·fil·i·ate
verb
əˈfilēˌāt
1. officially attach or connect (a subsidiary group or a person) to an organization.
“the college is affiliated with the University of Wisconsin”
synonyms: associate with, unite with, combine with, join (up) with, link up with, team up with, ally with, align with, band together with, federate with, amalgamate with, merge with; More
noun
əˈfilēət
1. a person or organization officially attached to a larger body.
“the company established links with British affiliates”
synonyms: partner, branch, offshoot, subsidiary
affiliated; affiliating
transitive verb
1 a : to bring or receive into close connection as a member or branch. “The medical school is affiliated with a hospital.”
b : to associate as a member. ” She affiliates herself with the local club.”
2 : to trace the origin of. “They affiliated Shakespeare’s “Hamlet” to earlier plays.”
intransitive verb
: to connect or associate oneself : combine. “She refused to affiliate with any political party.”
I am officially attached and connected to a national organization of group psychotherapists which has multiple local affiliates. Therefore, today I am associating, uniting, combining, joining, up, linking up, teaming up, allying, aligning, banding together, federating, amalgamating, and merging with representatives of other local affiliates for many hours in Houston, Texas, a state affiliated with the United States of America.
Are any of today’s blog-affiliated photos good representations of “affiliate”?
There are many children’s book characters affiliated with Massachusetts.
That skating rink is affiliated with the Galleria Mall in Houston — an unexpected affiliation to me.
Since you are affiliating yourself with this blog today, how might you use “affiliate” in a sentence?
Thanks to all who helped me create this post now affiliated with The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally and — of course! — thanks to YOU, no matter how you affiliate yourself.
I need to summon my strength for a very early morning flight to Houston, so I choose to summon this pack of tissues.
I need to summon my strength because I am
tired,
in pain from tearing my rotator cuff,
meeting new people,
traveling to an unfamiliar city,
presenting about my therapy groups,
on the medication Coumadin and needing to maintain a therapeutic INR with a consistent diet, and
homesick in advance.
I summon my strength by
writing,
sharing my thoughts and feelings, and
taking pictures of my surroundings.
That message on the Paramount Theater in Boston summons my strength to remember that we are home no matter where we are in this world and that I’ll be attending a two-day therapy group in Houston titled “Longing for Home: Past Attachments and Reparative Re-Attachments.”
I also summon my strength by going to great musicals with people I love.
What makes this a safe place? What makes any place safe?
I ask those questions because without a safe place, it’s difficult to be in the moment, trust, learn, and grow.
Yesterday, in a therapy group, the members discussed many issues, including safe places.
Then people expressed thoughts and feelings about personal safe places.
In the safe place of the group room, I asked myself those two questions — What makes this a safe place? How can I express that in 20 minutes? — because I’ll be presenting about my groups next week in the safe place of a group therapy conference in Houston.
I hope this is a safe place for you to describe what makes a place safe for you.
Yesterday, when I was doing it right with Physical Therapy for my torn rotator cuff, I right away noticed this ….
…. which was right on the top of this.
Do it right and prevent fractures, injuries, and other problems in your everyday activities.
Is that too much pressure, to be told to do it right? Is telling somebody to do it right the right way to promote acceptance and peace, especially if different people have different opinions about what’s right and how to do it right?
My opinion is that these high school students were doing it right yesterday when they were taking it to the streets, chanting “Gun Control!” and “NRA is not okay!”
The New England weather wasn’t doing winter right yesterday with record high temperatures, but that was all right with me.
Did I do it right with these other photographs?
Somebody did not do it right in that last photo.
After I do something, I wonder, “Did I do it right?” I do it right by telling myself I did it well enough and then think about how I could do it better the next time.