Well they gathered in Boston with clipboards and rules, And a few self-appointed therapeutic schools, Saying "Stay in your lane, don't you color outside," While a thousand stuck clients were along for the ride. But out in the harbor another ship came, Flying curiosity instead of blame, And at the front of the deck with a grin and a chart, Stood Martin Warner saying, "Let's take it apart." 🎵 **This is the Boston Aye Tea Party!** We're dismantling armor one piece at a time! The bracing is wobbling, The armoring's falling, The clients are finding a reason to climb! You can guard every doorway, You can write every rule, But curiosity's stubborn And healing ain't cruel! So hoist up the interweaves, Raise them up high, The Boston Aye Tea Party Has officially arrived! 🎵 Some therapists noticed a curious thing, Every time they got stuck there was tension to bring, A shoulder held hostage, A jaw locked tight, A neck working overtime all day and all night. So somebody asked, "What if we looked there?" The room got so quiet You could hear a scared stare. "What if the problem Isn't courage or will? Maybe the bracing Is running the drill." 🎵 **This is the Boston Aye Tea Party!** We're dismantling armor one piece at a time! The bracing is wobbling, The armoring's falling, The clients are finding a reason to climb! You can argue semantics, You can argue all day, But when people soften, The evidence stays! So hoist up the Interweaves, Raise them up high, The Boston Aye Tea Party Has officially arrived! 🎵 No mutiny. No cannons. No therapists thrown into the sea. Just thousands of clinicians asking: "What happens if we become more attuned?" "What happens if we stop wrestling the process?" "What happens if the body already knows the way?" And somewhere in the distance, A hundred stuck patterns whispered: "Oh no." The bracing said, "You'll never get rid of me." The armoring laughed, "I've been here since age three." The interweaves smiled, "That's perfectly fine, We're not here to fight you— We're here to unwind." The armor got nervous. The brace lost its grip. The Old Nervous system Started abandoning ship. 🎵 **This is the Boston Aye Tea Party!** Where attunement is stronger than certainty! Where therapists listen, And clients discover, The freedom beneath what they thought they must be! No kings. No gurus. No therapeutic throne. Just people helping people Find their way home. So here's to the rebels, The curious few, Who ask what is possible When we soften our view. Raise up the interweaves, Let the old armor depart— The Boston Aye Tea Party Is a revolution of heart.❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥 🎵 **What are we dismantling?** *BRACING!* **What are we loosening?** *ARMORING!* **What are we practicing?** *ATTUNEMENT!* **Who started this Party?** 🦜🎻⚓🧠🏴☠️🦜
