New article: ‘Room for grief on the TARDIS’ [Verbal Remedy]

 

One of my favourite aspects of the current series of Doctor Who is the way in which the writers and cast have sculpted a narrative that normalises the process of grief and recovery. I took the opportunity to reflect on this in some detail in my latest article for Verbal Remedy.

‘Recovery and reconciliation are major themes in six of Series Eleven’s first seven episodes, lending truth and pathos to the characters’ respective struggles in this area. The life of a time traveller is a perpetual journey of loss and new beginnings.’

You can read the full piece here

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New article: ‘Meditation, Meaning and Modern Life’ for PETRIe Inventory

Emerging briefly to announce the release of my new article for PETRIe Inventory, on the subject of what meditation brings to modern life. Always interested to hear what you think. Read the piece below, then come back and leave a comment?

http://www.petrieinventory.com/meditation-meaning-and-modern-life

 

The Tree of Life

Went to a kirtan (devotional chanting) session today. This came out.

The Tree of Life

The Tree of Life
Within me and around me
A channel for pure energy

Breath flows, in and out
Easy and freeLeave the world behind, and become complete.

Peace enters where there is space
Where there is peace, joy lives
Our nature is as peaceful, joyful beings.

On Befriending Silence

This is the first of my entries for Poem a Day April 2016.

Eyes closed to earthly duty
I befriend the Silence
Surrounded by it, nowhere to run;
Except within

Truth and I might have crossed paths
I doubt I would have known
Now I know her touch
You might even say I am in love with Truth

I bow to the silence
Where it would have shrouded me before
I welcome the chance to rewrite history
And henceforward, call silence my friend.

In Honour of World Poetry Day

Today marks World Poetry Day. In celebration, I am sharing one of my favourite writings. I composed this piece in honour of my dear friend Freddie Kemp, and read it at his memorial. I am slowly living up to the laudable goal I set for myself.

One Day Soon

One day, soon
I will pick up my pen
Or perhaps poise fingers over keyboard
And the words will flow

I will find a way to express
The depth of this pain
The paradoxical grief
For he is not ‘gone’, he is free

 

Except for this: freedom, in the early days
Feels a lot like absence
Not quite ready to accept
That this was the only way
He would ever be free

I should have said more
Taken more time, spent more time
Now there is nothing but time
But it is time without him

Time without the one who made us laugh
Who inspired us to be more than we might otherwise have been
Demonstrated the real meaning of rising above
To become ten times the person any of us could ever hope to be

One day soon, I will find the words
To show how much I loved him
To speak of the depth of the loss
To celebrate, rather than mourn…

One day, soon.

 

How Are You? Honestly! The Campaign

When I read Claire Greaves’ post (she tweets as @mentalbattle) I was completely overwhelmed by two things.

1. The openness with which Claire states her position.
2. How come nobody’s ever thought of this before?

I look forward to sharing my response to the question in a future post, but for now, I’d encourage you to get involved.

Mental Illness Talk

Today I launched my ‘How Are You? Honestly!’ campaign on Facebook ( https://www.facebook.com/howareyouhonestly ) and Twitter (@HowAreUHonestly )

This is something I feel really passionately about because both the question and the answer to ‘how are you?’ have lost their meaning and that really breaks my heart. How much happier and healthier would we be if we felt able to give a true and honest answer to this question? If we felt the other person really had the time to listen to our answer?

I know I’m guilty of not meaning the question when I ask it sometimes but I’m sure that is true for most of us, it’s becoming a greeting or a way of being polite when it should really mean HOW ARE YOU?

The answers have become a mixture of short sentences such as, “Not bad thanks” or “I’m fine thanks” or “Okay” but what meaning or…

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The Final Mission

Having spent more time than I would like thinking about not being able to find the perfect medium to cut up, this came from last week’s TV guide. Not bad for a first attempt.

The Grief Road

The Final Mission

Following personal journey
Don’t forget to write
Confront new life, intercepted
Put to the test

Battles, dreams, challenge
Help appears
Follow
Determined to keep a smile

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