Out of the Box Coaching and
WORKING WITH THE ENNEAGRAM.  Mary R. Bast, Ph.D.


                                                             


The Twin

When I was born my mother slept
Beside the cradle that was kept
And in the deepest reverie
Embraced the child she thought was me;
And from her breast the warm milk flowed
To the one I'll never know
And when her eyes upon me smile
I think about that other child.

Woody Pine

 

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Working with the Enneagram, Mary R. Bast, Ph.D.
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