I asked my therapies for a picture of himself in his hippie years, never thinking it would be taken as a real request. At a particular moment when it was quite meaningful, he produced such a picture. It was a special meeting on a Saturday, where he also appeared in torn jeans instead of his usual doctor professional outfits. He told me simply that he was making good on some promises and underplayed it. He looked exactly how I imagined and imagine when I have dream or something. I see him in his youthful self, which is felt in the room and so is part of what I notice.