My mom is dying and my brother and I are trying to coordinate her care, but we have completely different ideas about what she needs and what we owe her, and every conversation turns into this weird replay of our childhood dynamics. He thinks I'm being controlling and I think he's being avoidant, and meanwhile she's caught in the middle of us trying to figure out how to love her properly.
More people experience this than they realize.
Old family patterns are surfacing precisely when clarity and presence are most needed.
“Where Are You with Socratic dialogue as method?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.