I’ve always been drawn to stories. As a child, I sat with the homeless people who slept in our Oakland apartment hallways and talked to them, admired their tattoos, and listened to their stories. As an adult, I am honored to continue to do so, a psychiatrist. It is sacred time. Their stories inform my world view and my writing.
Climbing is corporeal storytelling, a meditation of movement over stone that attunes me to my innards. Each climb becomes a story unfolding along the vertical path I’ve chosen, and I learn things along the way: how to manage my fears, worries, and discovering the joys of living in the moment. Climbing has taught me how to trust others, including my climbing partners who hold my life in their hands at the other end of the rope. Climbing informs my writing.
My own stories, through writing, have helped me make sense of my life, of my world, and hopefully they will do so for you too.