Tag: damaged

Nostalgianauts

I guess the genesis of this blog has been a series of events that has caused me to reflect frequently over the last few months. I’m currently living in a time of my life, where all the heroes I grew up listening to or watching on the screen both...

Look back, don’t stare…

Look back, don’t stare. I was once told. It resonated with me as someone who spent so much time looking back with shame and regret. Fearful of looking forward and making mistakes, looking back over the myriad of ones I’d previously made. Completely oblivious to the here and now....

A Gentle Awakening- 3 SEEING

When we look, I mean really look.  We can finally begin to see.  This part of the process is a crucial and sometimes painful experience.  However, to grow it is essential. For me, looking at myself, at my past.  I began to see areas where I had come to...

A Gentle Awakening – introduction to the rest of the book.x

The intention of life is to experience every moment.  Live everything.  Our hopes and dreams are our futures not yet recognised. What this little blog book is, and more importantly, is not… This is aimed at being an introduction to counselling, helping and therapy.  It is not a ‘how...

We can be heroes

Heroes are forged in fire. When it comes to comic book heroes I’m proud to be a geek and a nerd. I grew up when we were supposed to grow up, and move away from those ‘childish’ things. I never did. I love heroes, always have and I was into...

A veneer of addiction

The veneer of addiction shelids you from the reality of life and imprisons you in an idea that the outside world doesn’t want you. In his book eternal echoes, Exploring our hunger to belong, (Bantam Press) John O’Donohue writes “The mental prison is devastatingly lonely. It is a sorrowful...

MOTs

Surveying the damage. In between clients the other day, (actually, a dna and I had time before my next client) I was out in the garden at my placement. I’m blessed with beautiful grounds that I can wander alone in as I counsel in the evenings. I looked at...