by Heidi Webb | Jan 23, 2015 | The Consilium Process- A New Paradigm
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Many years ago while in graduate school at Harvard taking a course in Counseling Psychology, I first learned that the Chinese Symbol for “crisis” was actually the combination of two symbols; one was for danger and the other for...
by Heidi Webb | Nov 3, 2014 | The Consilium Process- A New Paradigm, Uncategorized
Just like in a marriage, during the course of a divorce husbands and wives sometimes find themselves switching perspectives. Sometimes the reason for the switch is clear, but often times it’s not so clear. Sometimes the switching is based on facts and financials, and...
by Heidi Webb | Oct 15, 2014 | Child Support, Process and Philosophy, The Consilium Process, The Consilium Process- A New Paradigm
I can still envision the look on the face of my 10th grade English teacher when he passed back my excellent grade on <span style=”text-decoration: underline;”>The Prophet</span> by Kahlil Gibran. It said: “Why wasn’t the quality of your work...
by Heidi Webb | Sep 16, 2014 | Law and Society, Process and Philosophy, The Consilium Process, The Consilium Process- A New Paradigm
After seeing Neverland at the American Repertory Theatre, I got to thinking about how we tell stories- to ourselves, to our children, to our families and to our worlds. What we choose to say, and what we choose not to say. J.M. Barrie, the author of Peter Pan and the...
by Heidi Webb | Aug 18, 2014 | Law and Society, The Consilium Process- A New Paradigm
Law School has classes on many different aspects of the legal system (Contracts, Property, Civil Procedure to name a few)—but there’s one very important subject that they don’t have in the curriculum: Empathy. I remember one case I had, years ago, where the opposing...
by Heidi Webb | Aug 5, 2014 | Law and Society, Process and Philosophy, The Consilium Process- A New Paradigm
Recently as I was looking through my father’s old law office safe, I discovered a 71 year old letter written from my grandfather to my father. A letter I never knew existed. A letter that held enough value to my father that he had put it in a place for...
