In a small group art therapy session, we were using modeling clay to make small sculptures that represented our fears. At the time, my biggest fear was my ex husband but all I could manage to sculpt was a snake hiding in some grass. I was almost in a panic in showing it. But when I saw it from the back all I could do was laugh. Uncontrolled tears in my eyes full belly laughs. I finally got myself together enough to explain it. When I turned the back to them they could see how much it looked like male parts! That was the exact moment that perspective became important!

It was embarrassing, very funny and helpful all in the spam of 2 minutes.