ABSTRACT

As is reflected in this poem, there is no one truth that pre-exists and guides us as we walk the road toward wisdom. Wisdom is a road that is made by the very steps one takes, steps that can only be glimpsed at momentarily when we glance behind us. Interpersonal, relational psychoanalysis is such a road, a road that is paved by clinical moments whose importance we don’t fully recognize until we glance from whence we came.