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I’ve been thinking about why I sometimes encounter feelings of flatness, disengagement, and reduced passion. Is it burnout? Am I lazy alongside the immediate next query |"what is wrong with me? ?(Unhelpful question, yes but honest ones I’ve asked, more than once.) And I keep coming back to something quieter and more complex yet revealing. What if this isn’t laziness or inherent wrongness at all? What if what I’m noticing is what happens when a system that has lived in surviva

There is a resonance and reverberation that occurs, an alchemy of sorts when a space is witnessed in relationship with another. However you access therapy or healing, the relationship itself is foundational and key: The reflective space between two people is where meaning, change, and insight emerge. It is in that shared attention, that back-and-forth awareness, that something subtle but powerful comes into being.This reflective space is not passive. It is active, alive, and

As human beings,we are shaped by emotional complexity and interconnectedness, grief, fear, love, pressure, hope, survival, and longing all woven and looped together. Tight Knot For many people, especially if you are neurodivergent, highly self-reliant, emotionally overwhelmed and deeply sensitive or if you are used to carrying emotions alone, emotions can feel difficult to untangle or explain. Perhaps you learned it is safer to stay quiet, easier to have no needs or align to

Your are not too much. What is Sensory Overstimulation? Sensory overstimulation, also called sensory overload, happens when your nervous system becomes overwhelmed by sights, sounds, smells, or touch. For neurodivergent adults, children with ADHD, or anyone with trauma experiences, this can feel sudden, intense, and exhausting, even when the trigger seems “small” to others. Recently, I experienced this in a shop queue. A nearby automatic air freshener released a puff of scent

Pausing sounds simple, doesn’t it? Stop. Take a breath. Engage with stillness and pause. But for many of us, the pause is not a gentle...

Have you ever been told, even by your therapist, that you intellectualise your feelings? I have. At the time, it felt like a criticism. Like I wasn’t “doing therapy right.” It carried an unspoken message: “You’re doing feelings wrong.” Looking back, I realise how much shame that stirred and whispered, “You’re not enough. You don’t belong here.” I felt unseen, misunderstood, and even more hesitant to explore what lay beneath. But here’s what I’ve come to understand, espec

To live outside the lines is to first realise we live within them. I was inspired to write Living Outside the Lines after experiencing a wave of difficult feelings that left me confused and frustrated.

Sometimes constant exertion is all we know. Sometimes this performance is a behaviour we learned; to be productive is to be valuable and accepted and acceptable. We spin the parenting plate. The emotional plate. The work plate. The "remember the appointment" plate. The "stay regulated for everyone else" plate.

I realise I should have posted a blog on Sunday. There was one, half-written in drafts, not yet fully formed. But it didn’t feel right to finish it. This weekend I felt heavy, unfulfilled, frustrated. I tried to prompt myself into achieving the blog. The idea was there, but it remained unwritten. Partial attempts felt unsatisfying and uninspiring.

Thistle & Butterfly There is a quiet kind of comfort I find in the sight of a thistle. Whether it’s nestled in the grass by a lay-by,...

If you are reading this I welcome you. With open arms and an open heart, I thank you for being here. Whatever path has brought you, instinct, curiosity, a piqued interest or a brief pause in absent-minded scrolling, you are here. Now.

There's a spot by my back door. It is familiar, grounding, my 'go - to' space. It is not particularly elegant or beautiful. But it is my space. It doesn't have soft cushions, gentle lighting or soothing comfort. Yet, it holds me in the only way a place of familiarity can. I find myself here again, aware of the world moving and living around me.