Author: James

  • Crossing the Rainbow bridge.

    Crossing the Rainbow bridge

    Where love holds as we get to the edge

    Love awaits on the crossing

    Love walks over

    Love guides

    Love that got me there, waiting to cross

    Love that got me there,  path out of view

    Love that held me, walking wounded, trapped on the island

    Path shrouded, destiny dimmed

    Love that wrestled me into hope

    Love that burned faintly on the inside

    Despair and resilience poured into grit.

    Walking fearful, walking lost

    Walking wounded, walking confused

    Walking weighted, walking hunched

    Love builds bridges like rainbows

    To a life unseen in the cloud of foggy darkness

    That got me to the edge

    To see, a step on an unknown path

    Where Love from the deep wash calling all along

    Presence of love, mysteriously aloof..but there.

    All. Along.

    Love like rainbows, over an arched bridge.

    Colours of healing, awakened in love

    Red , for desire, anger and pain

    Orange , for freshness, new life

    Green for the shoots of emerging free

    Blue for the calm, peace, or the sea

    Purple and violet, for Love is just deep, and beyond, an invitation to find, indescribable, eternal magical complexity, of purple.

    They’re all of you, all of love, all on the bridge

    All on a rainbow

    For you, of you and with you

    One, slow, eye opening, heart opening, accepting step at a time

    The language of soul, calling to your heart tune.

    Loves all fears to the ground

    Frees us into a new being

    United, cleansed, together on the inside,

    Radiant on the out.

    From death into life.

    Each step along the rainbow bridge

    Journeying with love

    Water underneath, water in the air

    Life sources rippling all around

    Love carrying, holding,

    Life showing itself

    Steps of longing

    The invitation of belonging

    You are held, transforming

    Fly from the bridge

    Fly beyond

    May your feet dance on the bridge and never look back

    Lightness awaits

    Created by love

    It’s your time, to dream and become

    Glow radiant, in light, in loves colour grow

    Make love to the universe

    Passion and grace,

    A new world is yours now

    And love is your song.

  • You are Held

    You are held.

    Deeply, lovingly held

    Tenderly held by the threads of divine love.

    Wrapped in the colours of universe delight,

    Embraced by loves pure longing,

    Carried within the heart of the earth.

    Touched with beauty,

    Aroused with hunger,

    Your soul lit with wonder.

    Graced from the glow of desire.

    You are held,

    You are cherished,

    You are deeply one.

    Divine soul, filled with whole love.

    Held in the universe embrace.

  • Beatitudes for the Healing.

    Blessed are the fighters, the lighters and the torch bearers…….. for they will recover truth.

    Blessed are the lovers, the carers and the helpers …. for they will resource life

    Blessed are the those unseen, unheard and unappreciated … for one day their grace will give them life

    Blessed are those feeling lost in the dark, for one day they will find their light.

    Blessed are those who grieve, may their tears heal and open hearts to joy.

    Blessed are those imprisoned by shame and self blame, may they one day let anger find their freedom.

    Blessed are those whose thoughts torment endlessly, may they find that beyond all noise is Love

    Blessed are they who have been scared and felt small, for one day may they discover their immensity.

    Blessed are those who feel alone, afraid or despair, may they receive angels guiding them in the midst.

    Blessed are the compassionate and the healers, for they will be first to find life.

    Blessed are the quiet, for they will receive miracles.

    Blessed are the wounded, the fractured and the abused, for one day love will make them whole.

    Blessed are the scapegoats, the isolated and the estranged, for they will discover joy from the universe

    Blessed are those whose battle is survival, for one day they will dream.

    Blessed are the vulnerable, may their path be woven with deep trust.

    Blessed are the sensitives, for they will inherit the wisdom of the earth.

    Blessed are those who walked with darkness, may they receive the rewards of peace.

    Blessed are the hyper vigilant, for one day they will stand tall with what they see.

    Blessed are the dreamers – for they will be blessed.

    Blessed are the creatives, for they will share the desire of divines colour

    Blessed are the Warriors and Worriers who over came, for they will fly like the white tailed eagle.

    May you all find and be Blessed.

  • You are never not home.

    Regardless of how you have been damaged, there is within you a sanctuary of deep love, trust and belonging.

    (John O Donohue)

    Home is where the heart is….and

    So maybe this is literally true.

    Home is inside you all along,

    where your heart is.

    On the inside, in the inside.

    That inner sanctuary, That inner place

    Soul, Heart, Consciousness, Seed

    That place where you come to rest

    The thing that damage wants to distract you from

    The thing that distraction wants to distract you from

    The place where thoughts never want you to go

    The place beyond the ego, ego graveyard if you will

    You are Home.

    Home is in you

    Home is You

    Everything else is the dream

    Everything else is a unachievable search

    The Shell, the outer, eyes of desire, reaching for the impossible, reaching away from the place of home,

    Where true security awaits, beyond the pain

    Not as far away as you’ve been led to believe

    Not as long as a journey

    You are Home already

    Inside is not Sin or Shame, or Grief or Pain

    These lies cause years of wondering, fearing, wrestling

    Inside there is Love, Trust, Belonging

    Inside you there is home, sacred Home

    Where stillness is the language

    Where its music is power

    Where breath lives like wings of Angels

    Where creativity and desire infuse

    Where time is measured by heart beat

    You are Home

    You are Love

    No buts, no ‘ifs’,

    You have not been that damaged, or broken or hurt

    They pave the way.

    To the door of Home.

    Listen beyond

    To beyond

    Trust that trust is there all along

    Love was always too

    And inside your soul

    is where you truly belong.

  • How Journalling has helped me  (and why I found it difficult to start)

    How Journalling has helped me (and why I found it difficult to start)

    I had the weird moment a few weeks ago when I was standing in the well known outlet store ‘TK Maxx’ in the stationary and journal section, where I was joined by….another man in the aisle, looking for a new suitable journal. It was a rare experience. I have never encountered another man in the journal section of either TK Maxx, Waterstones or WHSmith. The lesser spotted male journaller.

    In amongst the array of pink, peach, ‘self care for you’ , ‘be your better self’ journals, that were mainly targeting the female journaller, in conversation we realised we were both looking for something very similar. A plain looking, plain inside journal. No ‘Year planner’ no ‘Goal setting’ no ‘write your dreams for 2026’ – just plain, so that we could write, and write without prompting.

    Oh it wasnt allowed to be pink. Sorry. Just plain. A blue, green, black or purple.

    I didnt feel like asking this random stranger male what he journaled, or what he wrote, we just looked for a while trying to find what we were both looking for.

    Given that its incredibly important that we men have healthy avenues to try and describe, write and formulate our thoughts and feelings – that it seems that its a market more targeted to women, is another tiny obstacle men face when beginning the inner journey. (dont mishear, this is not an excuse..just an observation)

    So, I journal. And I realise that over my lifetime I have written down my thoughts in different ways.

    Firstly, given that bedrooms weren’t safe, there was no way I could write about what was going on at home as a child, nor leave it in a place. Some of my girl friends (friends who were girls) wrote diaries, as did the girls in TV shows, but rarely did boys. The times that I did I kept everything factual and boring, like the weather that day, school homework and probably football scores. Thats all that was safe to be left in my childhood bedroom.

    Between then and 5-6 years ago I would write thoughts and ideas down, usually stemming from what I had read in the Bible, talks or conferences, training notes or my academic notes or ideas for essays. Rarely entering the world of my feelings, or heart – just ideas, thoughts, concepts.

    I probably baulked at the idea of doing journaling back 6 years ago. It seems like a ‘girly’ thing to do. But that I know now was my reactions to it, because it wasnt a safe thing to do in the recent or long term past. But now, I had my own flat, my own space, and I was learning to realise that i was safe to write, safe to express myself and safe to put anything I want down on paper and in any shape or form. Even if at times this had to be fought against the inner voices that were inhibiting it at times.

    I would say that I have used writing in four main ways in the last 5 years, the private stuff, not what I write here.

    1. Free writing – This can take the form of wax crayons, colours and plain paper, closing my eyes and just scribbling, and writing anything on the page depending on the feeling that wants to come out, anger, rage, frustration, hurt, pain, and it can be anything, swear words, scrawl – anything at all – sometimes its a fight to come out but I just sit there and let it, however much thought resistance there might be.
    2. Therapy homework and dreams – After one particular time of therapy I was introduced to inner child writing, and so, i have a journal in which i have an ongoing inner dialogue with my ‘self’ or my feelings, my childhood ego state, and listen, love and care for it. I do this one more often when feeling anxious, depressed, or fearful – but also, when calm too, as it’s a good way of assessing my inner feeling temperature. I followed the ‘discovery of your inner child’ book by Lucio Cappacione for a very long while. I needed to do..not just understand.
    3. Dreams. I write them down. So that I notice what my subconscious is having a play around with during my sleep.
    4. Raging words and trying to understand things. One of my journals was about trying to understand things, trying to write out the questions, the reasons, the hurt and pain of what I suffered.
    5. My Affirmation journal. I began this in 2023 (Here is the story), and continued it each day (give or take a few) , in which I write to myself affirmations, no negatives, no questions, just positive affirmations, as if the universe and its angels were looking at me with delight and then telling me, or as if I as a friend to myself was telling me my truth. Who I am. This has been utterly transformative, not using the language of lies and limitations to shape my inner voice or self any more. To re – orientate my inner critic into something small, and let me heart and soul speak into my life.
    6. The blank one. There always a blank journal on the go, for anything else, just to grab it and write something, a sentence, a phrase, a line from a book, a meme. It’s a bit like the journal equivalent of saving screen shots from healing memes on fb, that also include stuff from books too. Sometimes words just find me, and so I let them arrive and put them down, sometimes these become titles for blogs too. Oh and more recently writing poetry has begun from this.

    For most of these I use coloured pens, to express myself inwardly, and also because blue and black are too close to official colours of study or work. My inner life deserves purples, pinks, greens and yellows, and feelings often emerge in colour.

    I have used writing in a number of ways to listen, and speak from my pain and trauma, from my heart and to my wounded parts, and as the process has continued I have developed different strategies as different aspects have required attention.

    I definitely didnt start this process thinking ‘I am going to journal’ though maybe it was likely given my blogging history and love of writing academically, that writing was going to be one way that was going to be a very useful tool for my healing processing and journey. I did find it painful to start, to force myself to write deep things, as I had spent so long writing thoughts and ideas and my inner heart and feelings were so locked, shamed and hidden away. It was always going to take time, and the guidance of psychological professionals to help me unlock and unblock.

    Sometimes it’s a quick grab of the paper and write down something, sometimes I realise that ive been fighting myself for hours and I just needed to sit, and write and listen and respond. It doesn’t matter, it’s just day by day doing the work, rebuilding, noticing, revealing and loving my self through its own expressions.

    This has been, so far my journey of journalling, what about you? Id love to hear in the comments below your hints and tips for journalling and how it has been part of your healing journey through whatever the situation has been for you.

  • Keeping it real, some days are like treacle.

    I had one of ‘those’ kinds of days today. The kind of days I used to have a lot of, and the kind of days I never used to notice.

    Today I had one of those days when I just felt a bit ‘meh’ a bit ‘unsettled’ a bit ‘I had expectations to try and do a bit of writing and creative thinking and it didnt quite happen and so I was a bit frustrated’ days.. and then I got frustrated, because I was frustrated….

    I sometimes call them ‘treacle days’ – just a bit stodgy, for no real reason, when nothing happens, just that there’s an inner fight.

    But I realise, that I dont get them very often. Which is a nice thing to be reminded of..and thats why they’re unusual and help me stay a little in check, a little moment to remember my vulnerable new humanness with all its emotions having space to play.

    But the reason I get them at all, is that I realise that I am in a good place generally, and that not quite every day can feel calm, can feel easy – especially creatively easy, not every day feels like flow. But thats the thing. Its because I now I feel more feelings, that I can sense that there’s something not quite right.

    It may be absolutely nothing in the grand scheme of things, not a big problem, but thats not what my inner critic wants to hear…… and when it starts to latch onto the tiniest of anxieties, or self doubts, or moments…

    The everyday ‘recovery’ from childhood trauma, and the associated behaviours, continues to be a daily, ongoing piece by piece listening, attending and loving these wounded parts, even if they might just be a bit of frustration……unsettled……

    And so, in a way I realise that I am grateful for the treacle days or treacles moments, because its a part of me thats alive, its apart of me thats allowed and safe to be wanting to tell me something, or do something.

    What I used to have was continual un-dealt with bottled up emotions so that every day was painted in survival stony grey. No treacle days as there was no contrast, just stoic grey, avoidance and dissociation and self soothing one day to the next.

    And back today, what I stopped myself from doing, which I have done in the past is attach the frustration with negative self shame talk like this:

    ‘Ive done all this therapy and healing, I shouldn’t feel like this’

    but thats not the reality is it. Most days are good, most days I feel alive, whole and in the main secure.

    But there are treacle days. Even, actually especially in the process of learning to be our loving whole selves….

    And treacle days or hours that require a little attention, a little love, and little bit of gratefulness, for the feelings, and thoughts themselves.

    So , instead of continuing the inner self fight, I moved, I went out, and I took myself off out for a walk instead, breathed windy air and sunshine, watched ospreys land, and watched as the lizards moved around my feet.

  • Divine adventure within

    ‘Rather than trying to set out like some isolated cosmonaut in search of God, maybe the secret is to let God find you. Instead of endeavouring to reach out in order to first find God, you realise you are now in the matrix and the adventure is the discovering of the utterly new and unspoken dimensions of the inexhaustible divine ; this brings with it a new sense of ease with your self and your solitude ‘  (John O Donohue, Divine Echoes)

    Just sharing this, as it’s rich with meaning and depth.

    It’s time to just be open and accept that the divine is inside all along….

    It just is.

    Just that sometimes we’re peering in on it…but as we stay open love and energy flows through, as our ego gets out of the way. 

    And the divine breath emerges from the deep. 

  • Be more than just being your best!

    Do your best

    Be your best self

    Says who..against what rules?

    Maybe you deserve better than best

    Maybe you deserve more living than best

    For you

    Gorgeous life force on this beautiful universe you

    Maybe it’s time to be less best

    And be the self you choose

    Your favourite self

    Your loving self

    Your glowing self

    Your creative self

    Your joyous self

    Your wise self

    Your courageous self

    Your vulnerable self

    Your true self

    Beyond definition,.beyond expectations

    You have the freedom to choose the you you want to be

    Beyond the expectations of best

    Into a new you

    So maybe it’s time

    To be your glowing self

    Shine, with sparkles of universe joy

    Awakening from within

    You can choose!

  • Breaking the Silence: Men’s Mental Health Matters

    As men, we’ve been conditioned for generations to believe that strength means suppressing our emotions. We’re told that being tough, stoic, and unshakable is the ideal. We’re encouraged to “man up,” to push through pain, to avoid vulnerability, and to believe that needing help is a weakness. This outdated notion is not only damaging to our mental health, but it’s also limiting our potential to live fulfilling, balanced lives.

    The reality is that mental health struggles don’t discriminate based on gender, and emotional pain doesn’t go away by ignoring it. If anything, it grows in silence. More than ever, it’s time for us to dismantle the toxic expectations surrounding masculinity and embrace the truth: it takes courage to heal.

    Here, I aim to create a safe, open space for men to address their mental health, explore their emotional well-being, and heal from the burdens that have been weighing on us for too long. Today, I want to share why this journey is crucial and how embracing healing is not just a form of self-care—it’s an act of strength.

    The Invisible Weight: Why Men Struggle in Silence

    For decades, mental health awareness has been dominated by female voices, and while this is an important conversation, the men’s mental health crisis often gets overlooked. According to a 2019 report from the Mental Health Foundation, men are three times more likely to die by suicide than women, and nearly 75% of suicides are committed by men. These numbers are not just statistics—they’re real lives lost to a silent epidemic.

    Why does this happen? Why are so many men silently suffering, often without reaching out for help?

    The answer lies in the societal pressures and deeply ingrained stereotypes about what it means to be a man. Many men grow up in environments where vulnerability is shamed, where emotional expression is seen as a flaw, and where “being a man” means never showing weakness. As a result, men often bottle up their feelings, ignore their emotional pain, and repress their mental health struggles, leading to a build-up of unresolved issues.

    But this approach doesn’t just lead to tragic outcomes; it also prevents men from achieving true emotional maturity. It stifles personal growth, strains relationships, and isolates men from the support networks they desperately need.

    The First Step: Acknowledging the Need for Healing

    It’s impossible to start a healing journey if we don’t first acknowledge that something needs to change. And for many men, that means recognizing the emotional pain they’ve been carrying and giving themselves permission to feel.

    The healing process begins with self-awareness. Whether it’s experiencing anxiety, depression, trauma, or just a general sense of emotional numbness, the first step is often the hardest—admitting that we are not okay. This can be a daunting experience, especially for those who have been conditioned to believe that “real men” don’t feel or express weakness.

    But the truth is, acknowledging that we need help is one of the most courageous things we can do. It’s a sign of self-respect, a commitment to bettering ourselves, and an act of self-love. It says, “I deserve to be well,” and, “I’m worth the effort it takes to heal.”

    The Power of Vulnerability

    I know that for many men, the word vulnerability carries a lot of weight, often invoking fear or discomfort. We associate vulnerability with being weak or exposed, but in reality, vulnerability is an incredible source of strength.

    Think about it: vulnerability is what allows us to form deep connections with others. It’s what lets us be real and honest, not just with ourselves, but with the people we care about. When we embrace vulnerability, we open ourselves up to healing, growth, and authenticity.

    Opening up about our feelings—whether it’s to a friend, a therapist, or a support group—doesn’t make us weak. In fact, it does the opposite. It takes immense courage to confront and express the emotions that we’ve been taught to hide. Vulnerability fosters trust, self-acceptance, and meaningful relationships. It helps us release the burdens we’ve been carrying in isolation and invites others to do the same.

    Im hoping that by sharing my story, I’ve encouraged men to lean into vulnerability. It’s not about airing our weaknesses—it’s about recognizing our humanity and giving ourselves the space to be imperfect.

    Seeking Help: Therapy, Support Groups, and More

    The road to healing is not one we have to walk alone. In fact, seeking help is a crucial step in the journey. For men, this may mean attending therapy, joining a support group, or talking to trusted friends or family members. The stigma surrounding therapy for men is slowly changing, but it’s still a barrier that many men face. There is a misconception that therapy is only for those who are “broken” or “weak,” but that’s simply not the case.

    Therapy is a tool for growth, not a sign of failure. It’s a space where we can explore our emotions, process past trauma, and develop healthier coping strategies. It’s a place where we can challenge the harmful narratives we’ve been told about masculinity and build a more balanced, authentic version of ourselves.

    Support groups can also be an invaluable resource. Many men feel isolated in their struggles, thinking they’re the only ones going through difficult emotions. But when we connect with others who share similar experiences, we realize we’re not alone. Support groups provide a sense of camaraderie and encouragement, and they help men normalize the conversation around mental health.

    The Benefits of Healing: Personal and Relational Growth

    Healing isn’t just about alleviating pain, often its about facing it—it’s about transforming our lives for the better. When we take care of our mental health, we improve our overall well-being, which has a ripple effect on all areas of our lives.

    1. Emotional Resilience: When we work through our emotional challenges, we build the resilience needed to face future stressors. Rather than feeling overwhelmed or defeated, we become more equipped to handle adversity with confidence and emotional maturity.
    2. Stronger Relationships: Healing allows us to show up more fully in our relationships. We become better partners, fathers, and friends when we prioritize our emotional well-being. By understanding ourselves more deeply, we can communicate better, set boundaries, and foster healthier connections.
    3. Physical Health: Mental and physical health are deeply connected. Chronic stress, depression, and anxiety can manifest in physical symptoms like headaches, digestive issues, and fatigue. When we address our mental health, we’re also improving our physical health, leading to a more vibrant and energetic life.
    4. Purpose and Fulfillment: Healing helps us reconnect with our sense of purpose. It allows us to align our lives with our values and passions, leading to a more fulfilling and meaningful existence. When we take care of our emotional health, we can pursue our goals with clarity and motivation.

    Taking Action: How to Start Your Healing Journey

    If you’re ready to embark on your own journey of healing, know that you don’t have to have all the answers right now. The process can begin with small, intentional steps:

    • Speak to a professional: A therapist can help guide you through your healing journey with personalized support. Look for a therapist who specializes in men’s mental health or general emotional well-being.
    • Open up to someone you trust: Sharing your struggles with a friend or family member can help alleviate the weight of silence. Even if it’s just starting with one conversation, it’s a powerful first step.
    • Join a support group: Finding a group of like-minded men who are on a similar journey can offer camaraderie and solidarity. You don’t have to face your challenges alone. Andy’s Man club is one in the north east.
    • Practice self-care: Healing isn’t just emotional—it’s also physical. Take care of your body by exercising, eating well, and getting enough rest. Self-care routines create a foundation for mental and emotional healing.
    • Educate yourself: Read books, watch documentaries, or listen to podcasts about men’s mental health. The more informed you are, the better equipped you’ll be to navigate your healing journey. I can recommend a lot in the resources section on this blog.

    Final Thoughts: Reclaiming Your Power

    As men, we’ve spent far too long holding onto the lie that emotional pain should be hidden, ignored, or suppressed. But healing is not only possible—it’s essential. By embracing our vulnerability, seeking support, and taking responsibility for our mental health, we can redefine what it means to be a strong, resilient man.

    Healing is an act of power, not weakness. It’s time for us to break the silence, step into our full humanity, and heal—not just for ourselves, but for the generations of men who will come after us. Often its crisis that takes us to this point, or the desperate calls of a loved one to face things, maybe it’s time for you, to lean in to the possibilities beyond and break up the surface cracks and find wholeness underneath, beyond the pain.


    Remember: You are not alone in this journey. You are worthy of healing, and it’s never too late to start.

    Confession. This article is 90% written by GPT, with a few additions. I genuinely wanted to see what it would write if I asked it to write a 1500 word piece on Mental Health and Men. So here it is. Whether it’s from AI or from me, the message is the same though.

    Your Mental health matters men, and you change before you break, or it’s too late. Do it for you, and all you love.

  • Your Eternity Within

    I often heard….

    ‘In the beginning was the Word

    and the word was God, and the word was with God’ (John 1) 

    But….

    What was before? 

    Before the word

    The space..

    before the word.

    The one in which the word was spoken

    And who heard?

    Was God then too? 

    In the Silence

    In the no-thing?

    In eternal no-thing,

    Where existence hung

    and just was. 

    In itself,

    Silence before the act

    Silence.

    Calm before the word embodied God

    Silence in the invisible, in which the invisible existed

    Love, Truth, Mystery 

    In their pure calm state and

    wordless noise.

    Space before the word. 

    The space when creativity emerged..

    and work, and rules and everything else

    and ever since.

    A wrestle in the soul 

    to find that same soul silence

    the soul silence at the pre dawning of time,

    Became;

    Divine consciousness in the heart of our being.

    Still small voice of calm.

    Eternal calm from before

    Present deep within

    Where there is no-thing, just that purety awakening.

    Transcendent calm, innocent calm

    Alive calm, powerful calm

    Calmness in which the angels are heard

    That connects to loves deep consciousness 

    Whole restored

    Soul calm

    beyond, before, beneath

    being

    where no-thing dwells, just love

    Just like in the beginning, 

    before the word

    there was silence

    there was love. 

    There your soul began. 

    And that is where you are.