Mindful Eating

Changing unhealthy eating behaviours can feel like an immense challenge.  Sometimes we may be so focused on the end goal, that we may lose site of the benefit of simply achieving a daily or weekly goal.  It is the small goals that lead us to the eventual ‘end goal’ that we are aiming for.  Let us look…

‘Stick’ At It

One of the biggest changes in my life, was the onset of Fibromyalgia, Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and Myofascial Pain Syndrome. Update: Since writing this Blog post, my former diagnosis of Fibromyalgia has been changed.  I have, as of June 27th 2017, now conclusively been diagnosed with Young Onset Parkinson’s Disease. An Uninvited Change. Although I can…

The Art of Feeling

“Art washes from the soul the dust of everyday life.” ~ Pablo Picasso. Being Creative. As a qualified and accredited Counsellor and Psychotherapist, I commit to ongoing training; an ethos of ‘Continuing Professional Development’ (CPD), in order to maintain my accredited status.  I don’t object to this, for I love both my profession and learning. I am…

Anxiety – From Foe to Friend

In my role as a Counsellor and Psychotherapist, I meet many people who suffer with anxiety.  The symptoms they experience are usually a combination of the emotional and the physical and the result can be a very disturbing and destabilising sense of anguish. An Unhelpful Context. I find myself disappointed by the way in which…

One Up

Thief Energy stealer Climate control redundant Connections burning on fire The Bear squeezes the cage Like a punch in the senses Pebbles that blight each bold new progression From deep within lurk intent rodents that gnaw Lightening shocks and fires the signal of impending assault The mighty system twitches the rhythm of the faceless mask The Beast in possession of the…

Kangaroo Hops

The idea of it, filled me with excitement.  “Yes, I’m serious, mate” he added.  “I can Supervise trainees and so this is no different.  I guess I should run it by my Boss, but I know you’ll do just fine.  I trust you and I know you’ll be okay”.  I wondered whether this meant he might…

The Lucky Socks

They were mine until one rainy day When my friend got wet I gave them away To give this gift required no pluck Yet since, for my friend, they have brought good luck It seems the stars have a magical way To bestow good things Chasing bad away Now, when my friend faces challenges new You…