My 2nd or 3rd session with my therapust, she handed me a basket of stress ball toys in different shapes, and I picked a little pig because it was pink. My therapist told me it was mine and I held it and played with it for many sessions. It sits on a table in her office all of the time. The poor little pig is missing its ears now as I would twist them constantly. One of the ears lives in my purse. Also, early on in therapy, my therapist had me make a collage of what I felt like a warrior was and she hung it up in her office. This collage is referred to in almost every session. It's the only piece of client artwork in her office.