During my teens and twenties on the family farm I occasionally got enlisted into potato grading. For those not accustomed to the delights...

Back in 2011, when I’d first started my counselling training, our group were given instructions for a projection exercise using buttons....

There is a thought experiment in Buddhism known as the parable of the chariot. It goes something like this: What is the essence of a...

One of the most elemental proofs of our aliveness is breath. Breath is a temporal rhythm that runs throughout our entire lifespan as an...

We brush our teeth twice a day. We take a shower. We drive or we take a bus to our place of work. After dinner we do the washing up. How...

The newspaper is like a weather report. Since the lockdown I’ve found the time to read one, occasionally, in the sunshine, as Lorinda...

There. Can you see us? Two young men sat on the dry roots, beneath an ash tree. It is getting late, and the sky is full of stars – a cool...

The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper. W.B. Yeats I am taking notes as I walk: little...

Image: The Harvesters (1565) – Pieter Bruegel Away from the din of the newspapers, and the broadcast and social media, the spring is...

My family have been in Bramham for generations. My brother was born in Milnthorpe Cottage. Our mum and dad got married at All Saint’s...

As a therapist I give you my self. In fact, whichever therapist you saw; beneath their training, their professional identities, and their...

In this sketch I want to invoke the compass, as a metaphor I will often introduce in work with my clients, and as personally meaningful....