I expected there would be others about “others,” since I (and others) seem to think about others a lot of the time.
My first and last photos from yesterday both captured the word “others” (among others).
Were those two photos about others the only pictures I took yesterday? No, there were three others:
I spent a lot of time yesterday with seven others, talking about ourselves, others, and group therapy. As my t-shirt said, I was alone in the presence of others. And because there was mutual respect, trust, and love among me and the others, each of us had the time and space to be alone AND connected with the others in the room.
Therapy offers, as Winnicott eloquently says, a patient “to be alone in the presence of another.” Deep relationships offer this as well. This is the luxury of experiencing one’s internal world, while a caring person is present in the room, but not intrusive into one’s internal process.
Here‘s what comes up on YouTube when I search for “others”:
I wonder what others might think, feel, and say about today’s blog?
Thanks to all the others who helped me write this post (among others). Special thanks to you and all the others reading this, here and now.