Month: September 2017

Avunculus B

He never once objected All the times I sought his view When called upon for wisdom He would know just what to do. If I reached him by letter Or by a telephone call When there was a new problem He would make my worry small. From the time I was a boy When he…

Good News in Regaining Control

We so often create our own difficulty, in life.  Do you ever just stop to take stock of life and to consider how much of what you feel is pressuring you, may actually not be the slightest bit necessary?  In stress, you may feel powerless or even helpless.  You may believe that the things causing you stress are beyond…

The Brown Envelope

It arrived on Monday, earlier this week.  The arrival of our post was heralded  by our otherwise gentle, soppy little dogs, Oscar and Digby; snarling and barking like savage ‘Hounds from Hell’ as they launched themselves at our front door in an effort to see-off our friendly Postman.  I went outside to our wall mounted post box; installed in…

Opportunity from Adversity

Over summer, I have had a lot to think about.  Being diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease has triggered me into re-evaluating my career path.  I started training in Counselling and Psychotherapy way back in 2002 and this career has far exceeded my hopes and aspirations, in so many ways; something I try to pass on to those Counsellors and Psychotherapists who…

Pater

What was that? I asked myself I had asked when he had gone A life so big and mighty Astonishing things he’d done. From The River, whence he came And The Green at which he grew Played tuba with Saintly bands His big dreams ran through and through. He found a new Brotherhood Of dark shadows…

How to Slow Time Down

One afternoon over this last weekend, I sat outside The Flying Goose Café in the wonderful antiques centre in my village, with Aunty Ann; my other-half’s lovely Aunt.  The café offered me welcome respite from trying to walk with the pain and difficulty caused by Parkinson’s.  We sat outside, in the rear garden area of the antiques centre and enjoyed a…

When Reality Hits

I attended my first post-diagnosis review at Ipswich Hospital, yesterday, with my Neurologist.  Arriving at hospital was for me, as I am sure it is for most people, a trigger for a reasonable amount of stress and anxiety.  Entering the hustle and bustle of this busy building was a stark contrast to the peace and tranquility of…