The road (is) home

As a Buddhist, it isn’t unusual to have thoughts about “path”, but at this time of year it always very much at the fore. Each ‘twixmas’ I spend those ‘in-between days’ reflecting on the year just gone, and feeding any insights into the year ahead. I have been doing this same process for 12 years …

There’s no place, home

It was mid-December – I think 1993 – I was driving back to Surrey having finished the term at University. Somewhere around Horsham, Chris Rea’s “Driving home for Christmas” came on the radio. Whilst one of those benign Christmas songs, something quite painful struck me. “Was I driving home?”. I now lived my life in …

Coming of age

It IS sinking in. This week, I received a author’s pack from Routledge, the publisher of my first book “Weaving the paths of Buddhism and Psychotherapy: the practice of human being”*, and today I have been spending time acquainting myself with the procedures between now, final submission, and ultimately, publication. I sat on my sofa …

Letting it sink in

I am landing at my desk after a celebratory bike ride and breakfast at my favourite local cafe: The celebration? The publishers Routledge are offering me a contract for my book: “Weaving the paths of Buddhism and psychotherapy: the practice of human being”. I heard on Wednesday, and since then I have been too busy …

Words

There is one song (outside the back catalogue of Wham!) that comes back to me as an anthem of my childhood in the 1980s – “Words”, by FR David (please only click that link after a deep breath, and forgive the 10 year old me). I found it enchanting, playing it over and over again…something …

Back in the saddle

This morning I went back to face to face working. It wasn’t simply a “return” however. This resume involved a relocation. Rather than seeing clients at my home in Eastbourne, I am now working out of the Wilbury Clinic in Hove. Today is my second day back at work; client work at least, this being …

The practice of human being

At last, my book wobbles its way toward its date with destiny – this week I submitted by proposal to the publisher. I am both jubilant and relieved…and now I must wait for the commissioning editor’s verdict…so throw in a measure of anxious waiting into that emotion cocktail too. The book is entitled “The practice …

Being a reflective practitioner

Each year, a psychotherapist on the UKCP register needs to submit an account of their training updates and detail the continued professional development activity. Given I am a self-confessed “CPD junkie”, it takes some time to go back over my activity in the past 12 months – the reading, the workshops, the courses, the podcasts, …

Not knowing is most intimate

As I slowly wind down toward a summer break from client work, the past two weekends have been on retreat – not a geographical move, but still a shift into (another) space. Since the pandemic, my teacher Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche, has been conducting Vajrayana Buddhist programmes online. Whilst I miss the element of being-with sangha …