The greatest warrior is the one who conquers himself.
While in graduate school, a psychiatrist I knew invited me to visit the acute psychiatric ward of Boston State Hospital. I leapt at the opportunity to engage with people whose perspectives on reality were so different from mine. I hoped to expand my understanding of why some people experiencing pressure achieve inner balance while others don’t.
As I entered the solarium, I felt my senses heighten. As the patients mingled, some talked to one another; some mumbled or yelled to themselves; and others sat silently, seemingly depressed. More to ease my discomfort than from any thought of doing music therapy class ...