” Exposure to nature and the outdoors as a form or component of psychotherapy “ Full springtime immersion, feeding spring lambs and poking my fingers deep into their already thick fleecy head. Local walks stolen between school drop-off and the various obligations of the day. Over the grimy crossroad and away from the the chip-shop stink. Tripping down concrete steps littered in… Continue reading Ecotherapy
So many things this time around, and this isn’t even the fully up to date version. Lucky me! My birthday was in February. We spend a gorgeous very early Spring day at Flamborough Head, visiting the Living Seas Centre run by Yorkshire Wildlife Trust. For a tiny wee cabin it offers loads to do and… Continue reading Happy Things #8
Here I shall represent in pictures, a stubborn refusal to yield to the blues of the season. They were pretty on their own, but then this happened and my heart went POP! Hugging trees and snuggling up the ivy. I know – such a cliche… but you will find no apology here. Hot choc dates… Continue reading Happy Things #7
2 days in to reducing my antidepressants and I felt irritable, angry, just generally het-up. I’m not sure if it was the medication change or just other stuff. The news for example. Trump – say no more. Brexit – what a bloody cock-up. Theresa May makes me feel sick. Trump makes me want to hang… Continue reading Habits for My Wellbeing
It’s here. The bit we didn’t get last year, because, rain. These days between Christmas and new year. I used to find them an unbearable waste of time between key nights-out where there was a void filled only by roses chocolates and end of year review shows. Now they are blissful days of deep midwinter,… Continue reading The Midwinter Pause
Shall I start this again? I asked myself loads of times over the last year. By ‘this’, I mean this thing that you are reading now. This blog. Whoever *you* are. So I suppose the question has now been answered because here it is. This time last year was a flurry of activity. Girl-child had… Continue reading Shall I?
Let today be the day the girl child had her first full day at playgroup by herself. She jumped in puddles and got her socks wet, “played and played and played” but at what or with whom she cannot say. She required a full change of clothing due to wee (bottom half) and general water… Continue reading Jumping Puddles.
Christmas Day 2015 was the best. Ever. Then it was Boxing Day. 1 // The water creeping up the garden. You can see the River Foss just over the fence. It’s never breached the back fence before. Not while we have lived here at least. 2 // Preparing for the worst – thinking it might… Continue reading After The Flood.
The garden is damp. The plants have flopped over, or been battered down by the rain. The earth has tilted, so light becomes scarce. There is a 4ft sq of light that spans the edge of the garden and the hedge, and it creeps silently along that one edge of the garden from morning until… Continue reading Autumn
1 // Reading. On my bookshelf at the moment I have ‘Sane new world’ by Ruby Wax and ‘The Jewel Garden’ by Monty and Sarah Don. Knowledge is power and, as it happens, out of my three years of undergraduate Physiology, neuroscience was the most interesting module to me. As a Physio too, the… Continue reading Happy Things #6