The enduring theme of the past fortnight has been on of integration; now settled in to the physical space of ‘house’, folding in life around that centre and making ‘home’. Those routines and ritual that hold me and my life together, for example, my work place has stayed the same but the time it takes …
As I sit and start writing this first blog for a while, I connect with the memory of how I started my blogging career “like this” – a savoured moment sat in the corner of a cafe. Twenty years ago, I was writing about cycling and coaching. The coffee companion remains, this Helen still cycles, …
I can’t believe its Friday again. Time goes ever so fast these days anyway; but this week it has been stretching and contracting, and I don’t quite know where (and when) I am. I don’t really know HOW I am either… This time last week, I was receiving the news that my Dad, who was …
In the last post, I shared some of my experience of the training route to becoming a psychotherapist. This week, some more reflections from a less theoretical perspective… One main difference between a formative counselling training and a progression into psychotherapy training is that in the latter, one is now qualified and spending more time …
Last week, I started to share some of the thoughts I have been brewing concerning my own journey of being and becoming a psychotherapist. This writing prompt has been in service not only of my current book project, but also as I gather momentum on a research paper I hope to submit this spring: one …
Although I haven’t posted any further book updates in a month or so, I have been making some good progress – afforded by a quiet festive break, and now, an inter-semester break and time away from my teaching role at the University. The transition into the new year was also a transition into Part 2 …
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First thing this morning, I went for a run along the seafront. In the past few, frosty mornings I have seen some wonderful sunrises…yet I wasn’t expecting the sight that greeted me this morning. It was less a sight, more an invite. I felt like I was standing on a threshold, in front a strip …
Another year of twists and turns, ups and downs…and yet an incredibly rewarding year. My annual “Year in review” process lies ahead in the festive break to come; and I imagine I will share some of my reflections with you in due course. And so on a lighter note, this – my last post of …
A self-confessed enneatype Six, those of you familiar with the teachings of enneagram will appreciate how at the forefront of my lived-experience this couplet will be! Writing this draft a few weeks back – as I kicked off the third term of my enneagram professional development group – I was increasingly appreciative for what the …
When I first moved to Eastbourne as a student, I made the visit (like thousands of sightseers do) to the beauty spot of Beachy Head. I remember walking the clifftop and experiencing something I can only describe as vertigo: well, what it actually felt like was a pull over to the edge. Morbid curiosity? (After …