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On Connectedness

Can you think of a time when you had (or were) just what somebody else needed? Perhaps you really ‘got’ what they were saying, and you...

A dancer, retracing their steps

The brightest, most vivid experience of being a part of a team is the way that Lorinda and I are partnered in raising our children. In...

Four Existential Principles

It is said that when you’re young you have time and you have energy but you have no money. When you’re middle aged you still have...

Fear of Flying

Shared under a Creative Commons license from Calle Macarone on Unsplash I love flying. I love flying because I love travel – I want to...

Seek out your teachers, seek out learning

Ever since I put out the blog ‘On holograms and seeing through time’ I’ve been trying to work out what I called a ‘principle of...

To rise and to give rise

Bob Dylan once sang that: ‘He not busy being born is busy dying’. When I first heard this lyric – in university days in London – I...

(A kind of) Eternal Youth

From around 16 to 19 years I old I played in a band. I was lead singer and wrote about half the songs. We were called Serotonin and we...

On holograms and seeing through time

In the summer of 2004, I visited a friend in Michigan. It was my first time in the United States and I was thrilled to be there, and was...

Winter, Sleep and Memory

Quite a few summers ago now, before the children came along, Lorinda and I headed down to London for a couple of nights. We had tickets...

A psychological story

Currier, N. and Merritt Ives, J. (1892). The Tree of Life Now that we’re well into September, there’s a subtle chill in the air – autumn...

A Lightness of Being

It’s in the little things, of course. The feeling for me is of a lightness of being, brushing my five year-old daughter’s hair as she...

That sinking feeling

We all know what it feels like: when the bubble bursts and life gets really heavy. Arms and legs feel heavy, it takes energy to move, and...

The Moon in the Water

On a relatively rare day of uninterrupted sunshine during these closing stages of the summer, I took a walk through and out of the...

On Time Travel

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

Nobody gets left behind

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

The Fabric of Memory

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

Our little windows into the world

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

The Foal

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...

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