It was one of those rare moments when all the pieces fell into place in one full swoop. We were in the Counseling Room talking about faith. My Client, having grown up in a loving, Christian home, expressed her longing to regain the “warm fuzzies” of the faith she enjoyed in her youth. Presently in her early thirties, and having made choices in her young adulthood she deeply regrets, I could see that she was at a spiritual crossroads . . . unsure of the direction she needed to go.
Suddenly, this question wafted out of my mouth and across the room before I even had time to think about it, “Lisa, tell me everything you know about eagles . . . how do they learn to fly?” Looking at me quizzically, it took her a moment to begin processing the question that appeared to come out of nowhere…
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