If I were a therapist....
I'd have an endless supply of the most soft and gentle tissues
I'd have several gorgeous, comfy chairs which a client can choose to sit in
I'd have a balcony with deck chairs for sessions on perfect spring or fall days.
I'd never say "Hmmmmm" or "Tell me about your mother"
All sessions would be the perfect length of time - just what you need for that day.
A client would experience only mild cases of transference , without guilt or shame, and I'd know exactly the right thing to say to understand who and what it was about....