I am on my flight from Portland to Newark. This was my 10th Process Work master residency, the on family and relationship. We learn theory, but most of the time we practice. We practice on each other. We sit in front of each other, we bring a moments of conflict, misunderstanding, or mutual curiosity into light and we study it. We try to catch precise patterns and structures in the messy and sometimes scary dimensions of relationship conflicts. And slow, step by step, our ability to be present and sensitive in a fire of human emotions grow. I am tired like hell of this and looking forward to lead a shamanic seminar with nature, dance, fire walking, raw food and minimum psychology. And I am looking back at my Process Work teachers and classmates with my heart full of gratitude for the precious knowledge and skills.