All posts filed under: With you on your wondering way…

Naming our Narrative

When I first stumbled upon these words they stopped me short. I was taken aback by just how true they are. We have a need to name: our children, our homes, our favourite food…our emotions and internal world. This quote from Ronald Rolheiser sparked a pondering in me; how often do I name my experiences for myself, independent of other people’s labels or expectations? How often do I stick with a feeling or an emotion long enough that I can gather a sense of its character, its texture, its colour – let alone giving it a name. Yet in our culture names really do matter. Names stick. Everyone knows how an unkind nickname from childhood can linger long past the time anyone has thought to use it. We use names as a way of identifying each other; so when someone calls your name, your head turns without you thinking about it. So what happens when we don’t name what’s going on for us internally…what happens if we allow other people to christen it without our …

One Hundred and Fourteen Days of New Zealand

Sitting here writing this I’m finding it hard to believe that I have been in New Zealand for over three months. This is the longest and furthest I have ever been away from home: from my family, my friends and the familiar rhythm of my life in Sheffield. Of course, we are all living with upside down routines and have found ourselves in some form or another during the last 10 months living without the security of our roots. Dancing with uncertainty on a sometimes daily basis. My husband and I decided that we were going to apply to come here to New Zealand on our annual family holiday to Wales in November 2019. I remember us walking and talking on the Great Orme in Llandudno. It was cold and brisk and the nights were drawing in rapidly reminding me that I was chasing sunlight from the moment I woke up. We stood on the cliff side watching a pair of seals darting between the waves with grace and ease. We spoke about our ‘why’ …

Taking Breaks, learning to Rest and Leaning into Loss.

Without meaning to I’ve seemed to have taken almost two whole months off writing on this blog. When I realised this my first instinct was to be critical with myself. A voice floated into my mind saying: ‘Another thing you’ve let slip‘. How unhelpful is that? I know I’m not the only one who has thoughts like this pop up from time to time. Then a kinder voice came to mind. One who until a few years ago was buried down pretty deep. She said: ‘You’re allowed to take a break, you’re allowed to adjust to a new season of life. Where did you get the idea that adapting happened over night?’ This question really intrigued me. We live in a world where so much is instantaneous. We can have hundreds of thousands of items delivered to our doorstep next day. At a click of our thumbs (like some tech-savvy fairy godmother) we can consume countless stories, films, art and opinions. This fast pace of life has seeped into my unconscious brain somewhere along the …

Tides of Change and Bright Stars

Once, when I was first training as a counsellor we were asked to think about some of the most significant changes that had happened to us. Then we were asked to think of one change we would characterise as ‘good’ and one we would judge to have had an ‘adverse or bad’ impact on our lives. I’d normally like to consider myself a pretty optimistic person; yet I found the ‘adverse’ changes far easier to pick out then the one’s I had been an active participant in. My counselling tutor then went onto conduct a session on our brains negativity bias and how as humans we are hardwired to linger on those tough changes and less likely to celebrate or recognise the good ones. That particular afternoon has stuck with me. Change will happen. Sometimes it will be of our own making (like our choice to relocate to NZ for a year) sometimes it will be forced upon us. We lose our job, we lose a loved one, unexpected ill health. Sometimes change hides under …

Leaning into Vulnerability

I’m not a big fan of flying. I’m not phobic; yet the whole performance of arriving early, going through security, finding the right gate, running to that gate because it’s actually 25 minutes away from you, then being thrust into the sky completely out of control to an unfathomable height leaves me feeling…unnerved and vulnerable. Flying to New Zealand last week had all of these worries and anxieties attached to it. On top of this, we are flying in the middle of a global pandemic. I was choosing to sit in a tightly enclosed space where social distancing would be difficult and spend 21 hours in an environment where the air is being constantly circulated. Crikey. Everything about this journey felt pretty unnatural for me. I’m the kind of person who needs to go for a walk outside every day despite the weather. My nature is a quiet one, essentially, I’m a classic home-bird who would rather visit far flung places within the pages of a book then with my own two feet. Yet at …

Hands and Hearts: An Activist and a Counsellor in Conversation

Jo has been a friend of mine for a few years now, so when she set up her new blog Climate.Emergence: http://www.climateemergence.co.uk I was so excited to find out more. Her blog is such a wonderful resource and so inspiring. Jo approached me and asked if I’d be interested in doing a joint blog post together. Of course I jumped at the opportunity to ask her some questions! We really hope you enjoy this collaborative blog post. Jo asks Rachael: 1.      What inspired you to become a counsellor? As part of my MA in 18th Century Literature, I took part in a year-long work placement. These were pretty randomly allocated and I got Sheffield Arts and Wellbeing Network (SAWN) which is an organisation that links people within the city who are promoting wellbeing within Sheffield. My role was to interview their members and to create blog post content for their website. I had a wonderful time meeting a huge variety of people from priests to hospital interior designers, artists and potters, poets and counsellors. One …

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally layIn leaves no step had trodden black.Oh, I kept the first for another day!Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference. – The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost (1916) I love poetry. I think poetry has always had a healing quality for me. There is a beauty in taking something complicated; namely our human experience, then distilling an essence of that experience into a few short stanzas. …

Meditation Apps: To Calm or to Headspace?

I mourn the days when I had a brick phone that could be dropped down six flights of stairs and be completely fine. I miss having my black block that rang when I was called and beeped when I had a text. I miss snake, I miss the simplicity of it. It’s taken me quite a long time to get over the fact that the world isn’t going to go back to these friendly non-invasive blocks. It’s taken me a little while to realise that I am probably being nostalgic about my old phone and my old relationship with technology. The truth is, I’m not going back… So the question is how do I make my smart phone something that allows me to feel free and to benefit from it; without the pitfalls of the social media hamster wheel and the illusion that I am free to be contacted any time of the day or night. For me, finding meditation apps has been a huge tick in the smart phone’s favour. I’m a big fan …

Favourite Five Calming Reads

Books have always been a constant source of comfort and inspiration in my life. I think books are the reason I even found myself becoming a therapist. I’ve always loved narrative, I’ve always valued that glimpse into another person’s world view. Books have often been one of the most helpful companions to me in times of worry or distress. A cup of tea and a few minutes in a book can make a huge difference sometimes. The books I’ve listed below are just that; five of my favourite books to dip into if I’m needing a little grounding or a reminder to slow down. I’ve read A LOT of well being books in the last five years; these titles have stood the test of time and still bring me a lot of comfort and inspiration. ‘The Things You Can See Only When You Slow Down’ by Haemin Sunim Haemin is a Zen Buddhist Teacher and Monk from South Korea. I picked this book up from the National Trust on a drizzly walk on holiday as …

Values Work: Creating Your Own Cornerstones

Spending time reflecting will look different for all of us. I find looking at art in books or from galleries I’ve visited calms my mind and allows space to reflect. This beauty is from the York Gallery Collection. After a week of reflection I’ve come to the conclusion that the change that needs to happen within me has to be anchored in me. If I want to seed change outwardly and be part of a movement of change it must first start at home. This is where working with our core values comes in. Living in accordance with our values can help us find a way to living authentically and feeling justified in our decisions by surrounding ourselves by what matters most to us. Values can act as anchors that we can draw strength from when we are in need of stabilising. One of the ways that we can unearth our values is by finding key words that speak to you and then create your own definition for your values. So grab a note book …