This suddenly hits me--
the hours spent with my therapist
have been among the most creative (like Art!)
and holy (like God!)
of the last eighteen months.
This is where and when
the disparate, broken and wandering
pieces of myself
come into view,
are welcomed back
and join together.
This I call healing.
This I celebrate.
Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.