PM Counseling

06/05/2025

Elyse posting for Patsy
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"On Flow and the Aligned Self" -- the new PM Counseling blog post written by Patsy Moore Csc -- is up at Medium (https://shorturl.at/HPq6o). It is a short but really great read. If you would like those once a week, please follow.

Also, would you like a free download of Patsy's booklet "The Art of Conscious Creativity"? Get it at https://shorturl.at/bKN5Q. I have been using it as a daily companion to my morning pages and I highly recommend it!

Have a beautiful day, everyone!

20/03/2024

Hello there!

It's been quite a while! I've been in a looooooong recovery from major surgery last November, and it's expected to last roughly another year, but I'm finally... slowly... returning to work.

You'll be seeing much more of me here, in the coming days. I look forward to reconnecting. ❤︎

24/09/2023

I have five spots available in my counseling and coaching practice (patsycounsels.com), one of which is a partial scholarship. If you’re curious about what I offer, or already know and have been thinking about us working together, drop into my inbox. Let’s discuss what’s happening with you and set up a free 45-minute consult, OK? 💖

This is the official site for PM Counseling—a private, integrative, creativity-centric life coaching practice informed by decades of Metaphysics study, Jungian psychology, and varied creative arts interventions.

30/08/2023

‘Just a reminder that acts of kindness needn’t be large to have great impact.
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Since last October, because I’m significantly less ambulatory and haven’t had a vehicle, I’ve relied more on delivery services. There’s usually a spot on delivery apps allowing direct communication between shoppers and delivery persons. Once I’m notified that someone has accepted my order, and before shopping begins, I send a note to the shopper—thanking them for their time, effort, and assistance. Rarely isn’t this met with a response of appreciation and graciousness. If it’s necessary to be in further communication during the shopping experience, the tone set in that first connection remains. Like… every single time.

(Listen, I did my share of work in service and hospitality industries. I get that life. And I deeply respect it.)

Last evening, a senior, sparkly-eyed human named José made a delivery to the house. I was waiting at the door as the motion-sensitive walkway light popped on to reveal his broad smile.

“Hello, again, Patsy! Do you remember me? I delivered to you about a month ago!”

“Oh, hi!” I replied, while attempting to recall the prior meeting.

“I remember *you*!” he said. “And another time, I came and another lady answered the door. I just want to tell you that you are both very kind. The last time I was here, you had written a note, thanking me for my help, and that made me very emotional because, a lot of times, ciustomers treat me like I’m invisible. And when I gave you your order, you looked me straight in the eye and said ‘thank you’ again, and then you said, ‘Stay safe and be well, friend.’ Do you remember that? ‘Remember? I will never forget it. You called me ‘friend’ and I didn’t feel invisible; I felt love. So thank you for seeing me and showing me love and respect.”

Whew.

It takes so little that means so much to hold even so-called “strangers” in kind regard. Doesn’t it brighten *your* day when someone behaves kindly toward *you*? Let’s all do our best to remember this. Meanwhile…

Stay safe and be well, friends.

28/08/2023

You’ve likely heard that “a broken clock is right twice a day.” This adage is among the reasons I do my best to engage with humility. This, too, is the *only* reason that, on occasion, I’ve discussed the topic of ‘love languages’, as outlined and explored in Gary Chapman’s books, with clients who’ve read and found helpful points within them.

I believe we have love languages… and sadness languages, and anger languages, and more. AND I *do not* directly endorse any published work by the aforementioned exclusionist author.

It’s one thing to write toward a specific audience from personal interest, scholarship, and/or expertise. It’s another thing to (1) write from a notably limited grasp of one’s chosen subject matter, (2) anchored in supremacist convictions—all while calculatingly camouflaging both.

Gary Chapman hits on the odd noteworthy idea. Gary Chapman also engages from a place sorely lacking in integrity. There are many other credentialed authors exploring how we might effectively relate… and they arrive without the weighty baggage of bigotry.

I get it. We like shortcuts; however, the deep work calling out to us requires more than most expedients can offer.

And honest effort in service to right relationship—with ourselves and each other—challenges us to consider and fine-tune what we co-sign.

Anyway, the attached—admittedly clickbait titled—article provides details regarding my thoughts about Chapman.

Fake ‘Marriage Counselor’ Has No Counseling Degree, No Credentials

26/08/2023

If I don’t understand something about you, but I have a genuine interest in understanding that something—particularly because I acknowledge the limitations of my knowledge, regard your humanity, and desire to know you more deeply—I’ll lean in to learning. It’s that simple. I’ll ask the questions. I’ll “do the research”. I’ll open my mind, my heart, my ears, my arms.

If I’ve already decided that you’re not worth understanding—because what I’m certain I know about you, which appears to be at odds with what I believe to be “right” has delivered me to the conclusion that you’re “wrong”—I *won’t* lean in to learning. ‘Also that simple.

Interest is everything.

More to follow.

29/07/2023

I’ve been away for quite a while. Healing and building. I’m making my way back to you. I look forward to the reconnection.

25/07/2023

"Grief can destroy you. Or focus you. You can decide a relationship was all for nothing, if it had to end and you are alone, or you can realize that every moment of it had more meaning than you ever dared to recognize at the time—so much meaning it scared you—so you just lived, just took for granted the love and laughter of each day, and didn't allow yourself to consider the sacredness of it. But when it's over, and you're alone, you begin to see that it wasn't just a movie and a dinner together; not just watching sunsets together; not just scrubbing a floor or washing dishes together. It was everything. It was the why of life, every event and precious moment of it. The answer to the mystery of existence is the love you shared sometimes so imperfectly, and when the loss wakes you to the deeper beauty of it, to the sanctity of it, you can't get off your knees for a long time. You're driven to your knees not by the weight of the loss but by gratitude for what preceded the loss. And the ache is always there, but one day not the emptiness, because to nurture the emptiness, to take solace in it, is to disrespect the gift of life. And life wants to be lived!"

– Dean Koontz