I asked if there was any part of her that could be with her sadness. I could see her searching, eventually finding a more spacious part of herself. I asked her to place attention on the relationship between the sadness and the newfound openness. Gina said, “Wow, the relationship between the two is like a third thing.” “Great,” I said. “Let them mingle with one another and get to know each other really well.” Gradually, her crush on the boy faded, and her relationship with herself became far more interesting.
