Knowing has limits. That has always been true to human nature.
With the numerous months and hours we spent in-session, Brady remained stuck.
That, despite receiving a lot of information. Not only about himself. But also about his process.
What more should I have shared? My growing impatience? My irritations?
The mind possesses formidable barriers to wholeness, especially when not disentangled.
For one, the mind thinks in images. And there is often a barrier between image and language.
As a psychotherapist, I often employ language.
So, as part of process, those images would need to march!
March from thought to language in order for deep work to happen.
One problem with image is its “private key.”
Dr. Irvin Yalom writes, in his book “Love’s Executioner,”
“Casualties occur: the rich, fleecy texture of image, its extraordinary plasticity and flexibility, its private nostalgic emotional hues – all are lost when image is crammed into language.”
Once, I’d worked with a middle aged woman. She always mistook the meaning of my smiles and appreciation of her.
In her mind, she selected images to fit what she thought was the meaning of those smiles and appreciations.
It seems something in her mind was leading her to be selective. It rendered her then incapable of seeing what’s real.
I could not help her if she would choose not to disclose herself more fully during our session.
What I had only were small fragments of what she might or could tell me.
Knowing has limits. At times, you only know a surface layer of truth.
You only get to know better or enough when new layers are revealed.
Only then can you catch up with the “real” one.
“You are worth knowing. You are worth finding. You and your million other layers.”