I grew up in the suburbs of Sydney, an arid kind of place, but every day I took the ferry across the harbour to get to school. I'd watch the ships coming in and going out.
There seems to be this impression that if I really am a psychotherapist, I can't be serious about it. They think there must be something fishy going on.
I loved my life, but my choices were overloading and overwhelming me. Listening to inner feelings and fulfilling some of these urges when they come along is incredibly important.
I don't like the term mid-life crisis.
Most people who went about saying a ghost had poked them with a brolly would be locked up somewhere.
After all my probing into the human brain, I should still be aware of mysteries and come up with them myself.
The notion of a contemporary epiphany to me is very exciting, because it's a sort of biblical thing. It's something that has happened to people in other centuries or in the context of religious experience.
There is a probably natural and learned reticence with myself talking about my early life.