When I was deciding on a name for my practice, “New Leaf” was a natural choice for me (no pun intended). I feel we are one with nature and have always had a strong affinity for trees as a metaphor for personal growth: Every tree in the forest has a story to tell. Some of them are surrounded by soft leaves, leaves that already hear the whispers of Autumn. Some trees are surrounded by needles, evergreen and shaded dark. Some trees have been burnt, endured the fire and got revived. Some of them were cut, their backs injured. Some people pick up their leaves to make medicines for their sicknesses. Birds, too, use leaves to make their nests. Upon all of these, the tree is still a tree — standing beautiful and tall, firmly supported by roots and branches that know things.