A place of YES is where I hope all my sisters, family and friends, and for those of you I don't even know, is a place I hope you can be, always. The idea behind it - as far as I understand and receive it - is that if we live in a place of YES, most of what we wish, want, desire, aim for, is possible. "Aiming to Grow" is something I titled this blog with the concept (although subconsciously) of YES in mind. If you look at the word YES, you might undergo what I do. A happy, positive, and uplifting feeling arises. I might even nod my head involuntarily, just by recognizing the y-e-s lined up in a row. This affiliation with good, encouraging thoughts, can help (re)create good, encouraging actions.
I am about to invest some serious time with my Master's internship. Truly - I see clients this Saturday! I am in for a year of chaos, curiosity, confusion, and hopefully some confidence thrown in from the start - derived mainly from being in this "place of the positive." It's not a mentality I could necessarily put onto clients right away. Experiencing something bad or traumatizing can make it difficult enough to seek therapy, without being confronted by the all-go-lucky counselor sprinkling verbal fairy dust all over you. It's not realistic. It doesn't depict the authenticity of a person who will help guide you to better change in a constructive way. And while I have even been told by professors and colleagues that my inherent belief that people are generally good could be a bias that prohibits me from viewing the therapeutic process most clinically, I know full well part of being a great therapist is by being yourself, in the room, with the clients, to develop a strong and trusting rapport. This, I'm afraid, means me, coming into the room with a pool of YES stirring from within.
The YES gifts were made by Elle - she hated doing it :). But damn if I was going to be sans crafts for this Mother's Day, and so she dealt with the paint and canvas blocks, and bath shortly after. Her hands helped create the YES I want to be a part of my family's lives, and the premise is certainly a push for what I hope my daughter can experience. I am only a mother because of my parents love for one another, and because of the way Mike has loved me, and has continued to shape who I am as a wife, lover, and companion. My dear Elliot, may you find the path of YES in your own little life, and know that I am determined to help you pave it in whichever way I can.
Let's all start believing a little bit more rather than living by any other negative, and see just how much change for the better we can actually create.
