Murmuration and…

Back in 2023 I had a brief back and forth exchange with Gestaltist, Ruella Frank. I had approached her with a question that had come up in a peer supervision / study session with a colleague: a curiosity about Frank’s use of the word transubjective to describe the relational quality between therapist and client. Along …

Wisdom energies

Yesterday was our teaching team’s annual “away day”. Impacted by the retirement of one of our senior faculty and the changes in the curriculum this would be necessitated, this year’s theme was coming back to the philosophical underpinnings of our psychodynamic and humanistic courses. I was delighted to have this opportunity to discuss the very …

Bridging the gap

Settling into my new environment, post retreat, entering the mandala…each pointing to something starting afresh, a toward becoming. The demands of spring dissolve into expectations and hopes for the summer ahead. Hence why on Wednesday this week I took myself “out on a date”, a mini writing retreat over in my old town of Eastbourne. …

Creatures of habit

This post was to share my most recent “blog to book” intention, having used this model of developing content successfully last time around. And I still do want to (and will) share some of my plans ahead for book 2 on humanistic psychotherapy. I want to share how last week, the day I spent reacquainting …

Being a psychotherapist

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 …

Doubt and trust

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 …

Anxiety and guilt

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 …