06/17/2026
We spend so much time trying to avoid mistakes. We want the perfect technique, the perfect class, the perfect treatment plan, the perfect answer. We read books, attend training sessions, and fill notebooks with information, believing that if we learn enough, we will finally feel ready.
But my favorite kind of education sneaks in through the moments when a treatment doesn’t go as planned, when a client teaches us something we didn’t expect, when we discover that the body doesn’t always follow the rules in the textbook, when we realize that what worked yesterday doesn’t work today.
Theory gives us a foundation. Practice builds our confidence. But mistakes teach us discernment.
A textbook can tell us where a muscle attaches. A class can teach us a technique. But only experience can teach us when to use it, when not to use it, and how to adapt it for the unique human being lying on our table.
The therapists I admire most are not the ones who have never made mistakes; they are the ones who stayed curious after making them.
They asked questions. They adjusted. They learned. They grew.
Nature understands this better than we do. A seed doesn’t apologize for not being a tree. It simply grows through every season it encounters. Wind strengthens it. Drought deepens its roots. Storms teach it flexibility. The challenges do not stop its growth. They become part of it.
Because the truth is, the moments we wish we could undo often become the very moments that shape us into better therapists, better teachers, and better humans.