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A Brave Friend.

I have a friend who has PD. It makes him shake constantly. I feel he has it worse than me. His bravery is plain to see. I feel a fraud without such shakes. Ashamed of any fuss I make. His body suffers seismic quakes. I admire him for all he takes. My friend is young…

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Iron Versus Rainbow

I recall the loathing and fear That first day of school at age four. I just needed mum and dad near In tantrum I lashed out and roared. My head teacher dragged me inside That bright room of faces all new. In distress my eyes glared so wide I pondered on what I should do.…

The Lifeline Paradox

“They say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.” – Andy Warhol. I am at my desk, as the clock fast approaches midnight, thinking about change.  Change is everywhere and it is somehow everything.  Ironically, change is a constant.  That is a fact that does not change.  No matter what is…

Being a Case Study

I arrived with a good twenty minutes to spare.  It had started to rain, as I drove into the tiny double-level car park.  I found a little bit of chaos going on.  The car park was full, with no sign warning drivers that there were no available spaces.  Cars were still driving in.  Some drivers…

Doctors in Training

It’s 1am and I am sitting at my desk in quiet contemplation.  In a little under ten hours, I will be the focus of attention for a number of Junior Doctors who are in training.  I have been invited in to my local Doctor’s surgery, which is also a training school for part of the…

Generation Social Media

Today, I’ve been reflecting on Social Media and how it fits into my life.  Social networks aren’t for everyone but, it would seem, they are certainly for the younger generations.  So, what of those who are of my generation?  I’m in my late forties.  My generation were the first teens, back in the 1980’s, to…

Ringing the Bells of Change

Today, I have been reflecting about the lovely clinic in Wickham Market that I now practice from as one of my therapy venues.  Depending on the day and time, I sometimes arrive to the cheerful sound of a peel of Church bells.  This always makes me smile, as I think of busy villagers getting ready…

Naming the Writer

One of the aspects of being a writer that I am currently contemplating, as I sit at my desk with a cup of coffee, is the idea of a pseudonym.  I’m not wholly comfortable about publishing work in my own name.  I write this blog in my real name and that is okay but, at…

There’s No Escaping the Truth

I have been reflecting on my work as a Counsellor and Psychotherapist and about society and humanity.  I wish to share with you a simple truth that I always find underneath any problem behaviour in people.  The good news is that problem behaviour can be overcome. You are responsible for your own behaviour, in the…

One Year On

Today is a day with some considerable meaning, for me.  It was exactly one year ago, today, that I met with my Neurologist and was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease.  On that day I felt a mixture of relief at finally getting the clarity of a conclusive diagnosis after a twenty year search for answers, versus…