Transitions are hard. Even for therapists. But moving is something in my bones. I grew up as an Air Force Brat and was accustomed to moving every three years. I would pack up all of my things, say good bye to my friends, promise to keep in touch, and then be plopped into a totally new environment where I was too busy adjusting to mourn the losses from the previous address. It was indeed challenging. On the positive side, I learned early on that I am very good at adapting. I am a cat that lands on her feet. On the more negative side, I really missed having a consistent place to call my own and I have had to learn how to maintain long term relationships.

And here I am, in the midst of yet another move. This is my third private practice space since moving to Austin. Each of the spaces I have been in previously have been utterly wonderful. But I grew out of each of them and found that I wanted and needed more. That part of me that understands that I will land on my feet, allows me to take the jump necessary to check things out. So, when the space wasn’t working, I started looking around and luckily, I found something I loved right away.

So, to all of my lovely clients who have followed me from space to space… thank you. Please know that I choose these spaces not only for myself, but also with each of you in mind. I want a space that is extremely conducive to the work that we do. Providing you with a safe, comfortable, creative space that we can meet in consistently is one of the most important things I do as a therapist. I don’t take that responsibility lightly.

And you will be pleased to know that there is plenty of parking. More pictures to come as I start moving in…