| Author: | Cynthia Richards M.D. | ISBN: | 9781479730551 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US | Publication: | October 31, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US | Language: | English |
| Author: | Cynthia Richards M.D. |
| ISBN: | 9781479730551 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US |
| Publication: | October 31, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US |
| Language: | English |
Cynthia Richards, MD, a child and adult psychiatrist, collaborates with others on this journey, some in foster care, incarcerated, labeled with autism, RAD, PTSD, severe and complex medical problems and other struggles of the human condition.
He suggested, look into the mirror and find what changes might placate the gods and make this journey a bit easier. But the mirror was theirs, the gods of mediocrity and the status quo! Loki certainly knew this was wrong. Loki, the god of change who could wreak havoc, knew this would be a superficial ploy, at great cost. Thoth, the Ibis, the moon god, the tongue and speech of Ra would go dead silent in her. Although the path might be smoother, she would lose herself. They could never embrace her but would struggle to catalogue her to support their faltering edifice. So she thought melancholic extraordinaire, confided in Ibis of the crescent moon and believed suffering had meaning. With her Ibis guide, books and guitar, the music in her head, and the symphony of the spheres of the cosmos, she covered her cowlicks with her hat, often looking back to find the elusive meaning to it all but never to placate the gods of mediocrity and the status quo. She was subversive in that way.
Cynthia Richards, MD, a child and adult psychiatrist, collaborates with others on this journey, some in foster care, incarcerated, labeled with autism, RAD, PTSD, severe and complex medical problems and other struggles of the human condition.
He suggested, look into the mirror and find what changes might placate the gods and make this journey a bit easier. But the mirror was theirs, the gods of mediocrity and the status quo! Loki certainly knew this was wrong. Loki, the god of change who could wreak havoc, knew this would be a superficial ploy, at great cost. Thoth, the Ibis, the moon god, the tongue and speech of Ra would go dead silent in her. Although the path might be smoother, she would lose herself. They could never embrace her but would struggle to catalogue her to support their faltering edifice. So she thought melancholic extraordinaire, confided in Ibis of the crescent moon and believed suffering had meaning. With her Ibis guide, books and guitar, the music in her head, and the symphony of the spheres of the cosmos, she covered her cowlicks with her hat, often looking back to find the elusive meaning to it all but never to placate the gods of mediocrity and the status quo. She was subversive in that way.
