We are delighted to announce that Carey
Cloyd is the new Administrator Director
for the Hakomi Institute of California. Carey
is a graduate of the 2008 Hakomi Comprehensive Training,
and is currently co-lead assistant for the 2011 training.
She is an MFT with a private practice in San Francisco
and San Rafael, and also co-coordinates the annual
Nondual Wisdom & Psychotherapy
Conference. Carey is a skilled communicator, highly
dependable and responsive, and thrilled to be sharing
the joys of Hakomi with interested participants - old
and new alike!
Sharon Gardner,
our previous Administrative Director, is departing
to pursue her private practice. For many years,
Sharon has been the anchor in our front office,
interfacing gracefully and effectively with the public,
and carrying out the endless behind-the scenes tasks
required for an educational institute to function.
From phone calls to registrations, from handsome brochures
to hand-holding of us Trainers - and most notably,
during the transition of Hakomi San Francisco into
the Hakomi Institute of California, LLC - Sharon has
invested her competence, consistency and heartfulness
into the well being of our students and the success
of our operation. Sharon, we are thoroughly grateful
for what you have accomplished. We love you and wish
you the best in all your projects ahead. Thank you!
While we are sorry to see Sharon go, we are are thrilled
to welcome Carey to our team. We are confident our
ever-growing community will continue to be held in
strong and competent hands. Please join us in
welcoming Carey. |
From
The Directors of the
Hakomi Institute of California
We are deeply saddened by the passing
of Ron Kurtz, founder of the Hakomi Method. Ron died
on January 4 from a heart attack. We'd like to acknowledge
his profound influence on the Hakomi Institute of California
staff and express how much we will miss his presence.
We were fortunate to have him teach
recently at a sold-out CIIS event sharing with us his
thoughts and stories of his recent work. Our hearts
are with his family to comfort them in their sadness
and loss. As a Hakomi community we will cherish his
teachings and his legacy in our hearts, minds, and
bodies. We will carry on the beauty and elegance of
his work inspired in all of us.
May you travel well dear friend,
With love and gratitude,
Jon, Julie, Manuela, Rob, Scott YouTube
Photo Retrospetive Here
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From Richard Heckler,
past director of the Hakomi
Institute of San Francisco
Dear Ones
Since I had a bit to do with bringing
Ron to the bay area, I wanted to send this. Eilish
is kind enough to forward some simple words.
It’s said that right before you die, you see
your life pass before your eyes. Maybe when your
mentor and old friend dies, you see your life with
him or her pass before you. That’s been happening
to me these two weeks. There is a photo of Ron on my
bookshelf this month – smiling and touching his heart.
He couldn’t have looked more beautiful – happy,
seasoned, vulnerable. Ron is one of two of the
four major mentors I’ve had that have died. Perhaps
being a world famous therapist shortens one’s
lifespan. Perhaps they were just lives well-lived
and complete...don’t know.
I could tell many, many funny stories...some of you
have been patient enough to hear me tell them a number
of times over. What’s with me tonight, however,
writing at this desk, looking out on the half moon
(Ron died on the new moon, which seems right to me),
listening to the frogs delighting in the moist earth,
was his irrepressible-ness, if that’s a word. Ron
modeled to me the absolute joy of adventure – of creating
a theory and running with it; of having an idea and
experimenting with it in every conceivable way, until
it either lost its utility, its fascination, or it
became part of the method. I watch him do it
over and over – with
contact, probes, taking over, acknowledgement, indicators,
etc. Long after I lost my intrigue with the latest
thing, he was still in the lab, as Gary Snyder once
wrote, ‘turning it over, turning it over…a mind
like compost’.
I find myself also treasuring the
very thing I used to be so vexed about with Ron…his
contradictions. As many before and after me,
I tried to contain Ron, within my idea of what Mr.
Hakomi, or a great mentor, or a patriarch, should be. Ron
could be magnanimous, and petty. Incredibly generous,
and very protective. Trusting at some of the
deepest levels I’ve ever seen (just imagine making
a living of going into unknown cities and towns and
continually demonstrating the work with strangers)
and too frightened to say he was, well, frightened. I
realize now, it was my own immaturity that needed him
to be consistent and fully formed. With the inescapable
recognition of my own glaring imperfections, I’ve
come to see Ron’s contradictions not as the liability
he overcame to be who he was, but part of the very
fabric, transcendent and humble, of who he was. And,
that irrepressible streak in him perpetually pushed
him past personal limitations, to offer that perfectly
imperfect self to the world.
Each of you now gets to take a nugget
of that genius and that spirit, and make it yours.
You may decide to be the next gift to the universe
as a psychotherapist, even be the next great Hakomi
teacher…or not. It doesn’t really matter. But
the opportunity presents itself now to discover Ron’s
legacy, in you, and let it blossom through
whatever creative medium you choose to give to the
world. I wish you all a great adventure, and
I suspect Ron will be smiling at you, and touching
his heart.
Much love to all of you. Richard
Heckler
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Poem by
Maya Shaw
To Ron On the Night
of the New Moon
Death is a doorway
to what I don't know.
But your shadow looms large
in that dark rectangle tonight,
crossing the lintel into a mist
that is more like a dream
than anything I can grasp
with my quavering mind.
It is my heart that stops
in the space between beats
to taste an emptiness so big
it swallows the night and
any prayers I might speak.
In this absence of a moon
there are no words to hold
the teeming silence
you leave behind.
With Love and Gratitude,
Maya
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