
A few years ago I had a chance, as an actor, to role-play clients with social work students. The first time, I portrayed a young woman with a history of abandonment whose therapist was terminating their relationship. Some student-therapists were better at connecting than others, and the good ones helped me to soften. With the bad ones, I found myself stiffening and resistant.
Toward the end of the class, the professor sat across from me and took on the therapist role. I ended up in tears. Even in character, I was making connections I’d never made about my own old feelings of abandonment. I suddenly understood how saying goodbye could be done with warmth and tenderness. The professor was present with me every step.
After class, I went up to her. “I didn’t realize until now that therapy is a spiritual practice,” I said.
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