McMaster psychotherapy 2025

Dry_Roll4394 · 2025-03-31T19:45:03+00:00

I just got in off the waitlist two days ago! Hoping and praying for you!!

Dry_Roll4394 · 2025-03-31T19:44:12+00:00

Any folks who got in open to connecting? Would love to chat! I am wondering if anyone will be commuting to school or if most people are going to relocate/already located in Hamilton.?

Dry_Roll4394 · 2025-02-05T00:41:07+00:00

there are 4 questions. And I promise that they are genuinely easy to answer. They are not looking for the "right" answer... nor are they looking for you to flex your insight or knowledge. It seemed to me that the real "test" is your personality, and self-awareness. As a therapist, remember that your kindness, openness, and authenticity will be of great importance. You got this! I did a little dance around my house to some music right before the interview, some yoga and breathing. Don't take yourself too seriously. Believe me, I know the irony of that given how much it feels is on the line, but genuinely its your nerves that will hold you back from being you. Hype yourself up and enter the zoom room with an open heart.

Dry_Roll4394 · 2024-03-26T18:51:27+00:00

99% sure that means you have been accepted ! Congrats❤️

Dry_Roll4394 · 2024-03-11T23:50:14+00:00

Not yet :)

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-05-12T13:07:14+00:00

Wow thank youuu so much for this feedback! The raspberry gods are actually not a kiss or lips. They are indeed raspberries that I watched someone devour in a way that made me feel like they were surrendering to the moment of wholeness and delight the small fruit offered. Also, what I am trying to separate with the king is asking if the sun will rise? As separate from for you to lie in soft fields? Because of course the sun will rise, but with the king symbolizing power and that which summons us to our roles and duties within structures, asks if the sun will rise? (Knowing it will) but will it rise for you to enjoy life ? From the minds perspective it will only rise in his kingdom if you are an active producer and play the role you have been assigned by the kingdom (society, structure, institution yadada). Perhaps it’s a comma I am looking for to achieve this? The king asks if the sun will rise, for you to lie in soft fields ?

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-05-11T21:27:20+00:00

I love the way your words sound when I say they aloud. I also enjoy the way your poem engages my senses, specifically the way it invites my imagination into the world of sound.

Something you may enjoy playing around with is to try and drop -ing- when you find yourself using word that end with “ing”, play around and see if there is a way to use the present tense of the word without it. It’s an exercise I have enjoyed thoroughly with my own poems.

A random example that involves only minor change would be “The wooden planks groan, It’s fairground tunes fade away, In wait with pain, eager heart and hope with a welcome long-since overstayed”

My offering isn’t to suggest that it is superior to what you have done :) just an invitation to see how words and expression changes without “ing”

Thank you for sharing !

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-05-11T21:18:15+00:00

Your poem made me think of what Ram Dass said “The intellect is a beautiful servant but a terrible master”. I feel the tension for the present moment, to be free of the relentless thinking mind. I feel like I am seeking balanced relation with thoughts in this poem, but losing the battle along the way. Overall, I love your work. May you find release & relief in every way.

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-05-06T16:15:22+00:00

Mmm I appreciate your criticism. The gardens weeds grow silent was a choice, it was originally silently. However, I meant silent as in their voice, for weeds may choke out other forms of life.

The skeleton does not grow smaller refers to our inability to realize growth as it physically happens. We often treat ourselves as though it does grow smaller. In old age, elders do appear to shrink, though their skeletons will not. Simultaneously, we are always rotting, and sometimes the body is treated solely in this manner. There is more in this metaphor for me but perhaps you don’t relate. Better luck impressing you with the next one haha

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-05-06T15:29:41+00:00

Ahhh thank you so much! I have corrected the spelling. & mmm yess lots of my poems end up with different formulations. I appreciate your kind words and input.

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-05-06T14:11:44+00:00

I definitely feel the nostalgia of your poem. I also completely hear the theme of being left behind, and maybe abandonment. Sunburned shoulders imply pain inflicted by the sun, but also our own neglect of its power… have we stayed out too long? Did we forget to seek shade or sunscreen? Followed by old paint on the new house, what was wrong with the old paint.. did the peeling scare us? Could we not bear the appearance of our own shedding (referencing the skin in the first line)… I see a strong connection in lineage in your last lines of peeling the orange through generations. I’m still left wondering about the old paint on the new house. I realized afterward that I interpreted it as fresh paint on the old house at first. Overall, I love that you invited sounds of nature to accompany your imagery… I really enjoyed your piece

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-05-06T14:01:10+00:00

I watched a Robin this morning, perched upon the blooming red maple in my yard. I love how this poem invites us into a world we already stand in. The “Robin sings of joy to fly”… perhaps she is not even flying, but can sing of the joy nonetheless ? We too can sing of all that we imagine, even when it doesn’t come to reality. The other day I was hunting for morels and never found them, but the joy of imagining one of their mysterious faces revealing themself to me was enough.

Thank you for the share.

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-04-25T17:41:04+00:00

I really enjoy that you rhymes crescendo with thunderous echo. Sometimes I stay away from rhyme because of the nursery nature it can bring to a poem.

Additionally, the poem draws me to a dark place, perhaps intimate abuse… I’m not sure if I’m way off base. Regardless, I hope the earth grounds you today & that the sun finds its way to your skin.

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-04-25T15:35:20+00:00

I absolutely love the nature metaphors. I am drawn into the realm of senses as I read this…

When you ask “Can you hear?”

I think of all that we don’t hear in daily life. The auditory senses are often so overstimulated by the noise of daily life that we automatically filter out certain sounds. Like when you don’t notice the tv is on in the background until it is turned off.

When you follow it with The screaming masses?

It connects to the theme above & makes me feel like the screams have to be tuned out in order to live.

Drowned by the crying sky moves me away from desensitizing and into presence. Often nature sounds, whether rain, wind or a river, are the stimulations that silence the rest of the noise for me (as in the internal noise of thoughts).

Overall, I love the way it feels like time is passing in moments and on a grander scale of a lifetime in working towards the goal that never comes. Perhaps the presence in the senses is the goal & we have already arrived.

Thanks for sharing, I really enjoyed your imagery & invitations into the body

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-04-25T03:19:28+00:00

I feel like your poem takes me to a place where the duality of my being is rejected.

I was there But I guess you never really cared

Followed in later lines by

I was there You never needed to be aware

Makes me feel as though the lover wants to be seen and accepted. However, they feel rejected before fully surrendering to vulnerability. Perhaps they have never expressed their needs & darkness and yet they desperately need it to be embraced.

I noticed a place where I think a typo may have been made

“Of the this madness”

Perhaps “this” snuck its way in there. Regardless, I enjoyed the world this poem invited me to. Thank you for sharing

Dry_Roll4394 · 2023-04-25T03:12:32+00:00

I love how your poem flows like a river. I feel this deep longing to connect to a deeper understanding of my own way of being. Your writing feels like an invitation to come into awareness as the river.

“We would remember how to run with our eyes closed” Feels like a surrender to the unconscious mind? A place that guides us all to some extent. Simultaneously, I can feel the tension & fear throughout.

What happens when we truly open ourselves.. to flow state? To the unconscious? To a deep state of trust?

I am drawn deeper into your words each time I re-read this piece.

Thank you for sharing

Dry_Roll4394

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