A ditty, poem, rhyming verse, whatever you want to call it, that I just made up about mindfulness and living in the
moment… (N.B. Although I love writing, this type of writing is not my forte, so don’t expect too much please It was also written in a few minutes, but I don’t feel the need to work too hard on it as it’s the message that counts)
Stressed to my hilt, about my parents health and care
I went to Portugal with Chris, and I managed to chill out there
For the first time, in many years, I left all my troubles behind
As I practised relaxation skills, it’s about ‘training of your mind’
‘Being in the moment’ is somewhere many of us are not at
We like our technology, a fast paced life, materialism and all that
Mobile phones, we can’t stop texting, telly on while we try to eat
It’s no wonder we don’t think constructively, so many challenges we must meet …….Continue reading Mindfulness, a poem, relaxation and living in the moment…
Jealousy – there’s nothing nice about it. Not for the jealous person, nor for the
Titus my cat in the sink
I have been jealous. I have felt the rage wanting to erupt from my insides. I have even been incapable of covering it up with some people in my past. It has wrecked friendships and made me look completely self centred. But then, I probably was at the time.
However, it has just occurred to me that I no longer suffer with the green eyed monster bubbling away inside of my being. Why? Well, I had to think about that a little, and discuss it too, to clarify my thoughts…
Having dealt with many of my inner demons of mood swings, depression, anger, …….Continue reading The only green eyes in my life now are my cat’s!…
I am being forced, if you like, to think about age. Together with ‘death’, and ‘time’, it’s another topic I usually try to
Me at 41
avoid. They make me anxious, sad and far too thoughtful. But, my parents are ageing quickly, it seems, since losing certain things in their lives and being forced out of their denial of their age. It is sad, but true.
Dad has been going through depression, and now my mum is depressed amongst other things, like forgetting a lot. She feels like giving up. And so, in trying to think of things they have worth living for, and doing my counselling course which gets me thinking a lot now about others (especially how to empathise and not be judgemental), age has been a subject close to mind for a few weeks now.
I realised that I can empathise with teenage angst, for example, because I have lived it. I have been there and …….Continue reading The subject of age – how much do we really think about the elderly and getting older? Empathy or ignorance? And what about us?…
I don’t know about you, but I have a bit of an issue with ‘Time’.
I have been researching Multicultural counselling for my course, and when I got to the section on the ‘Significance of time’ it made me stop and think… quite a lot.
My cactus flowering in ‘it’s own time’
I have quite a few issues with the huge significance of time in this Western World of ours:
- I do not like to see clocks and I do not wear a watch
- I hate to hear a clock tick tock (ing) my life away
- I have an issue with the future death of significant others, so knowing a person’s age (despite loving to celebrate birthdays; yep contradiction there), each year getting a year older, increases my fear.
- I feel like ‘time is running out’ – to have babies, to be the person I want to be etc.
- I have to check my diary to see what I am doing this week, today etc
- Time adds pressure to my life, I feel. I am sure I would enjoy life more without having the constraints of time. I would drop in and see friends without an appointment, I would feel more free…
In traditional cultures, the focus is on the ‘here and now’ and the ‘past’. In Western cultures, the focus is on the ‘future’. It is no wonder, then, that I take from the Buddhist culture (mindfulness) and the Hindu culture (yoga) to …….Continue reading The significance of time, mindfulness, past, present, future, counselling, fate and yoga…
I was just saying this week how looking back at the times my mental health issues were at their worst and I was out
My first memoir
of control, seems surreal and it’s like watching a fiction film in my mind – a nightmarish story at times. How far I have come… I begin my counselling placement next week and I am really looking forward to it! I am an integrative counsellor, taught CBT, person-centred and
My sequel memoir
I started my first counselling course in September 2012 and I remember it clearly. That formed a part of my sequel memoir ‘39’…
October 2012… I recently enrolled on a college course; ‘AQA Intro to Counselling’ on Mondays … only a couple of hours each week with a few hours’ homework…
I hope it will all go well for me, as it will be a whole lot different to being indoors working from home in hibernation and solitude a lot of the time. I hope to get on well with my classmates, gain some confidence, and learn in a classroom environment towards qualifications and a new line of work eventually, in the years to come…
I was so nervous to start college at first, thinking… will I get on with people? Will I be able to keep up? Will I be able to cope with the role plays? Will I cope with the new academic environment – a place I haven’t been in for many years? But, luckily, I was too excited about starting the course to worry much and, as usual when it comes to worry anyway, it would have all been for nothing as I loved the classes within minutes of being there. …….Continue reading I start my counselling placement next week – finally feeling proud of myself!…
Titus my cat peacefully asleep
I really wanted Titus to be a therapy cat, and I just realised that he kind of is…. To my mum and dad when I take him round there. I get dinner, they get my cat and I for the night. They actually ask for me to bring him. Dad strokes him, teases him and plays with him (usually getting a scratch or two!) and Mum follows him around, cooing over him and strokes him; albeit timidly at times. It struck me that Titus is a kind of therapy cat in those situations. I mean, I have already acknowledged that he is therapy for me and a whole lot of fun with his cheeky ways and imaginative ways of communicating his needs. He fills my life with joy. But, when I take him to my mum and dads, he fills their house with joy as well. No problems; just calm, fun and enjoyment.
Cats are fantastic therapy and owning one and stroking it often, is proven to reduce blood pressure. If you can ‘be in the moment’ listening to their purring, stroking their soft fur, really interacting, you will also be practising
titus and the fish tank
‘mindfulness’ without even realising! (my hamster and tropical fish help me to be mindful as well)
Need I say more!
There are so many cats that need new homes, for many reasons (owner has passed away or they were no longer wanted or cared for, for example) so if you would like a fab cat, please think of getting your new addition to your family at a rescue centre (RSPCA, Cats Protection etc). I do support ‘Adopt don’t shop’. I fostered Titus nearly two years ago and he was the one for me so I couldn’t let him go and adopted him. One of the best decisions I have ever made.
I am about to start my counselling placement any time soon, and I feel ready. I cannot wait to start the journey of …….Continue reading Therapy cats, pets, family, a new chapter and lowering blood pressure!…
I have been exercising positivity in a few different ways lately, to help me with my continuing journey of recovery, so I’d like to share a few more ways to do this. These may sound simple exercises but they work for me. These examples are not all from my own thoughts and feelings, but are more general.
I improve all the time, and it is now hard to believe how mentally tortured I was in the past… …….Continue reading Some simple ways to keep positive……
Flowers I bought myself this week because I am worth it
I was washing the dishes this morning, and got thinking about college and how well I feel I did in my CBT role play yesterday when I got yet another pang of self-doubt about it.
Contradictory thoughts are pretty destructive as they frustrate, confuse and even anger the person having them. On this occasion, I felt none of those, because I immediately remembered that everyone gets some sort of nerves when beginning a new role, a new job, and new life changing event occurs or any big change in their lives.
Then I remembered when I was a recruitment consultant for Manpower UK. I passed all the training with flying colours, was offered a role immediately and flourished in the role of interviewing job seekers and finding them jobs to go into, either permanent or temporary. Before I knew it I had a great little team of warehouse workers, manual workers and forklift drivers and lots of clients who gave me all their jobs to fill on first meeting. I had the gift. But, I still found myself driving the commute to work and occasionally having a surge of self-doubt run through my brain. I’d want to turn the car around and go home. I’d think about my job and try to picture myself in it and I couldn’t. I …….Continue reading Self-doubt – we all know it, but let’s tell it where to go!…