Tag: mental health

June 9th, Britain 

Sitting in bed Waiting for the world to end Or maybe to start. My heart A battlefield of friends  And enemies Love and passion Embers fizzling in the rain The aftermath. Scared to read, scared not to read Fearmongers long for both But my… Continue Reading “June 9th, Britain “

Talking with the Morning

Monday Morning Moods I read an article in the e-zine I write for (Pagan Pages), about speaking with our morning spirits. I liked the article because it encourages you to address your own moods in a morning, and points out that it doesn’t matter… Continue Reading “Talking with the Morning”

Plenty

Plenty of fish in the Shop, striking, slicing batter and Chip off the old block Out the lights, the blinding Light the candle, don’t curse the Dark before dawn, the morn, the Yawning chasm of emptiness Jumping and leaping from One idea island to… Continue Reading “Plenty”

Online Imbolc Festival 

Please come and join me and plenty of others at the Pagan Federation Online Imbolc Festival! There are talks by Jenny Luddington, Robin Herne, Alex Bear, Viviane, Debi Gregory, Andy Rycroft-Price and myself. I’ll be continuing my exploration into dealing with anxiety whilst being a… Continue Reading “Online Imbolc Festival “

Anxiety Vs Meditation

My article this month on Pagan Pages comes from an older blog I did about trying to meditate, when your mind and body are wracked with anxiety. Chronic in my case, but reactive can be just as destructive. Read the full blog here. I… Continue Reading “Anxiety Vs Meditation”

Feeding the Birds

   That’s the silver birch in my new back garden, and that’s a string of fat balls hanging off the stump of a recently pruned branch. You see, I moved recently, and it was incredibly stressful. I’m still in a mind-numbing dispute with my… Continue Reading “Feeding the Birds”

Dwell

Where I dwell Is forest, lake and moss Is grass and mud And paths well tracked Renewed with rain Yet strain and pain Are the stained glass In the window My face is pressed against. When I dwell On past and present Voices raised… Continue Reading “Dwell”

Midwinter Madness 

I’m sat in the doctor’s waiting room about to unveil a tale of woe for my long suffering GP. I’m coughing my guts up, but that’s not even on my list; a list I have to bring or my mushy brain will inevitably cause… Continue Reading “Midwinter Madness “

Meditation vs Anxiety

I’m getting back into meditation this month. I’m fortunate enough to be involved with groups of spiritually minded people who are far more organised than I and can arrange structured workings. Without this kick in the bum I struggle to grant myself the time… Continue Reading “Meditation vs Anxiety”

Vice: Depression

No, I don’t mean a vice like smoking, or drinking, although I do succumb to those from time to time. Today’s depression is like an actual vice, the kind you had in wood work class, and my brain is the substitute for the two-by-four.… Continue Reading “Vice: Depression”