Early in my career, the words “hole in the soul” became a trademark of mine. I was struck by how people kept trying to fill the hole in the soul with sex or drugs or alcohol or gambling other forms of excess, anything that takes their mind off the pain.
Sometimes the hole in the soul sucks us in to the dark deep places of depression and hiding.
In therapy, many of my clients looked at how they could touch their soul, how they could plant seeds that they could water and watch grow into beautiful flowers.
Sometimes people come into my office with pictures of themselves as children. They wanted to show me how innocent they were and how life has hardened them.
