The Bright Side of Cancer: You Are Not Alone

One morning at the hospital, early in my cancer treatment, they asked me if I was claustrophobic.  Those of you who have gone on medical journeys understand why–the docs need scans.  And to get those scans, they slide you into person-sized holes inside of big machines.  Fortunately, I am not claustrophobic.  (I was, however, a…

Therapy With Dr. Seuss

There is a Dr. Seuss book called I Had Trouble in Getting to Solla Sollew.  The hero starts out the story by complaining that he has many troubles.  Dr. Seuss illustrates those for us as little monsters trying to bite and sting the hero.  The poor guy doesn’t know what to do, until he hears…

An Afternoon with Eternal Children

Once, during music therapy, I met a woman who wasn’t well.  She was elderly, and looked physically healthy.  Her hair was neatly combed, her clothes were clean.  But in her eyes I could see some heavy emotions:  fear, unhappiness, confusion.  And in her arms she carried, very gently, two baby dolls.   Part of music…