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Laura L Wozniak, LCSW

Spring 2006 - Volume 10 Number 1

 https://doi.org/10.7812/TPP/04-040

Everyone who sits on my couch sees a black and white print of the valley I lived in as a teenager viewed from our mountain. It hangs out of my line of sight, behind me and over my head. I forget it is there most of the time, but  it was a gift to my Dad toward the end of his life from one of his art students. They were as eager for his praises I was-and less frustrated. Above the print hung a ceremonial eagle feather given to me by a Native American elder. I thought it looked great flying above the aerial view. More importantly, it reminded me of hope and higher powers.