Karla Sofen / Moonstone

Tallish, cool and cordial, grey eyed and blonde, Karla is a good listener, as one would expect of someone in her vocation.  Her voice is pleasant and reasoning, and she is well trained in the psychoanalytic techniques that Sigmund Freud pioneered in the previous century.   More than a few might relate opening up to her on some rainy evening, perhaps over drinks or while just enjoying a cigarette.   Finding her an easy and willing confidante.   Yet, in spite of this, it's unlikely you'll meet anyone who would tell you they know her truly well.

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I learned early that life just isn't fair.

Talent, strength, health, smarts, looks, and of course wealth --  all distributed with about as much sense as a brain injured chimp tossing its dung at a wall.

I grew up in a mansion.    My father worked very, very, hard there, to insure that things were just so.    Naturally, he didn't own the mansion.  No one who owns a mansion does menial work at home.   No, my father was a butler.   I still remember well that feeling, as I grew more cognizant as a child, that all the fine things I was surrounded by didn't belong to us.   To me.    And I made something of a resolution, back then. One that I've held onto, as I've made my way through life.

Of course, I wanted to become well educated.   Knowledge is influence.   The right sort of knowledge, at least.   And when is psychology not useful?  Unless one aspires to be a hermit, other people are ever a problem to be solved. Or an obstacle to be surmounted.  Certainly, it has served me well over the years -- both in and outside of my occupation.    And aided me to become a little more than I was...

Lloyd Bloch - 'Bloch Head' as I affectionately dubbed him - was an entrepreneur of sorts - the kind whose reach tended to exceed his grasp.  He did, however, manage to grasp something quite unusual, quite remarkable. And for him, deeply troubling. In the course of doing what I could for him, I learned of this little trinket. A charming little moonstone talisman, made by the Cree Indians, would you believe?  Taking it into my safe keeping was quite the least I could do.

Up till now, I've been making a decent living in my career as a psychologist, and of course I'm always happy to help. But, psychoanalysis is far from my own only talent.  And, bigger things are on my horizon.  Much bigger.