“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul. And sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all.”
~Emily Dickinson

This quote found me this morning as I sat working in my office. It reminds me of the nature of my work as a therapist and how hope, though sometimes elusive, is always present. I see my job as helping people find where it may be perching.  Or listening very closely with my clients to help them hear its tune (however quiet it might be).