Emotions
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Shining a light onto my Depression
Its ok to not be ok But what if ‘norm’ was a depression that I didnt realise was? I’m pretty sure now that I was depressed but I just didnt realise how this had been my normal experience. Thats a… Continue reading
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My Heart was wounded, not cold and dark. (Why faith language can hinder healing)
I attended my first ‘religious’ service for quite a long time yesterday, I haven’t gone to ‘church’ for a long while, though I used to, weekly. But yesterday in my team meeting, as I work for the methodist church, we… Continue reading
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I Like Me
I’ve been pondering on writing this piece for a few days now, wondering if it is suitable, wondering how to express it, especially as it’s kind of simple. Full disclosure, I have been back receiving therapy since October, on that… Continue reading
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Fire Finding
I grew up with a weird knowledge of bricks. Not that it helped me to create anything other than Lego houses, or follow the instructions on Technic lego, creativity beyond the lego house a rarity, I mean who didnt want… Continue reading
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Who’s telling who?
Who is it speaking? And who is it listening? Who is it hearing? and who is communicating? What happens when ‘I tell myself’ Who is the I, and who is the myself and who is the one that sees this… Continue reading
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Deckchairs.
No not these ones. You know the ones I mean. Not the beach ones, the ones that get filled with sand, or get fought over by those who’ve paid the tourist tax to hire then on a British cloudy (but… Continue reading
James Ballantyne 