Sunflower counselling

Yesterday evening, for a WILD Friday night, I had my first counselling session. It’s been a long time coming. And I found a therapist I related to, who gets my comments about gender and race and keeps up with my flicking between received pronunciation and street language. A therapist who is REAL, in her gold […]

Face towards the sun

A car-park poem. (Got your attention!) I sketched this after three minutes just standing in the car park outside my work building last Thursday. Such was my need for sun on my face and soul. A deep, visceral need. By myself, eyes closed, just standing. NLB face towards the sun, feet planted firmly. Wind blowing, […]

Flowers in the grey

This is a hard week. Of a hard period. I’m struggling with feeling flat, my sparkle is gone and my smile – MY smile – is lost; my usually instant, beaming, deep, radiant smile is sluggish & dimmed. I feel I’m in a period of emotional, spiritual, relational & physical unpeeling. It feels like life […]

The regret trinity

I generally think regret gets a bad name. I regret a lot in life: not persevering with learning a language or instrument; not trying harder in school; saying I Love You back when I didn’t mean it (!!); having cheese and crackers tonight after a day of healthy eating; repeatedly going to bed too late, […]

Jerking away from oneself?

  Photo: NLB 2018 As I lay in the Ghana sun – book in hand, warmth in bones and heart – I freeze as I feel something crawling down my leg. I jerk firmly to reclaim my body from this crawling invader who may mean me harm. Only to realise in that moment: it was […]

A (chronically) fabulous weekend

I had *such* a good weekend-hosting another ace LB party, followed by a 36hr mates movie weekend of late nights & being up early enough for McDonalds breakfast (with 2hrs to spare-such is our dedication to fitting in an extra movie!). The cost of this fabulous exertion for me, however, is increased aches, pain & […]

Life’s knocks, resilience & therapy

I was chatting with someone recently about a friend of his who needs therapy.  What was interesting about the conversation is that The Myth came up. You know The Myth. The ‘it’s not that serious, others have been through far worse and they don’t need therapy so why should I?’. I HATE this myth; I believe […]