Jose Eduardo Btesh LMHC

02/01/2026

When it is genuine, when it is born from the need to speak, nothing can stop the human voice. If it is denied a mouth, it speaks through the hands, or the eyes, or the pores, or wherever it can. Because we all, every single one of us, have something to say to others, something that deserves to be celebrated or forgiven by others.

(from The Book of Embraces) Eduardo Galeano.

10/27/2025

Life is 10 percent of what happens to us, and 90 percent how we react to it.

10/08/2025

07/10/2025

DON’T DO ANYTHING. JUST REST.
DON’T DO ANYTHING. JUST REST.
Don’t fall into the trap of believing that doing nothing… means doing nothing for yourself.

We’ve been conditioned to believe that not being productive is somehow a failure.
That if it doesn’t have a visible outcome, it doesn’t count.
That rest is wasted time.

We’ve become so used to being busy —
to checking off boxes,
to tracking our progress,
to measuring worth in output —
that we’ve forgotten something essential:

Rest is productive.

It’s the moment your body heals.
Your mind exhales.
Your soul whispers.

Reading a magazine.
Taking a long shower.
Sitting in the garden with a warm cup of coffee.
None of it is a waste.

Because time spent resting… is time well spent.

We’re not machines.
We’re not meant to hustle 24/7.
We are human beings.

And sometimes, we just need to be.

— Becky Hemsley
Echoes of Insight

01/18/2025

A monk decided to meditate alone, far from his monastery. He took his boat to the center of the lake, tied it there, closed his eyes, and began to meditate. After a few hours of silence, he felt the sudden thump of another boat colliding with his own.
With his eyes still closed he felt his anger rise. He was ready to yell at the other boat owner who had so carelessly disturbed his meditation. But when he opened his eyes, he was surprised to discover that it was an empty boat that had hit his own. It had probably been untied and was floating towards the center of the lake.
At that moment, the monk had a great revelation. He understood that anger was inside him; he only needed the blow of an external object to get it out of him. From then on, whenever he encountered someone who irritated him, he reminded himself that the other person was nothing more than an empty boat: anger was inside him.