To be honest, and trying not to be negative here, I don't know how this will help me.
I mentioned to my therapist that for several years I was a practising Buddhist, and that was probably the time of my life when I was nearest to happy (though, looking back, I believe that 'anaesthetised' is a more accurate description of my mental state at that time). So I think she's trying to use Buddhist and related material to help me, and find a way into me. Trouble is, I'm just not the person I was then (ten, fifteen years ago) and despite my obsession at the time with Buddhist philosophy and devotion, I was entirely missing the point of spiritual practice. The only benefit I had from meditation was an opening up of my creative doors - I have not written poetry in such quantities or of such quality before or since. But that wasn't the point of spiritual practice at all - that was bolstering my ego, not transcending it. Using the mechanisms of a sacred tradition for my own selfish ends. I even took tantric initiations and the Bodhisattva vow, but I was never really there. I was a hypocrite collecting baubles.
So I abandoned my sad simulacrum of spiritual practice, and my self-image as a seeker for enlightenment, a 'Buddhist' and therefore somehow 'cool'.
I'm reluctant to take it up again, and Thich Nhat Hanh's five trainings are pure Buddhism in their all-encompassing scope and their conviction that an individual can change themself and then change the world. I find that view now rather too utopian for my taste. And I just can't/won't meditate any more. Not now. I need noise in my brain to drown myself out, not silence and clear light to illumine the beasts that live within.
I'm afraid my therapist has stirred up something more than she hoped to. I shall speak to her along these lines next time I see her, and she'll be even more convinced than ever of what a pompous, verbose and awakward old windbag I am!
Goofy, I see what you're saying - take out the fancy-schmancy language and downsize these precepts to sensible guidelines for living life. Hmmm....that's possible, but then they become annoying, impotent, self-help slogans.