Breathing
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The best way for me to describe this is to tell you a story. Last Sunday morning I had fun with my camera. But. I had to make a choice to do this. Because, the previous Thursday I went out, hoping to have fun, a relaxing walk, mixing some bird watching and photography. But for…
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When I got triggered by something a few weeks ago I went into a bit of a spiral. Downwards. And I forgot. My mind went into overdrive The words, fears and punishments from my childhood got relived into my present. Thats what trauma, childhood trauma, any trauma feels like. Mind whirlwind. Anxiety. Thinking. Over thinking.…
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I write this as I’m on the train to London from my new home in Darlington, having moved in 6 days ago. Today I say goodbye (professionally) to my FYT colleagues on a first team day in over 2 years. But yesterday I realised that I could breathe. It was the first time I could…
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Mind the Gap Between the train and the platform edge Mind the Gap Step over the gap But what about Gap the Mind? Yes, your Mind – Yes, my Mind Is it locked onto overdrive? Whats its thinking about today? Locked in past? Locked in future? Locked in sideways news? Tied up in a current…
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The day started like the last 3 on my summer camping trip to the Yorkshire dales. Grey. Drizzly. Wet But, after breakfast and tidying up, the smallest semblance of blue sky emerged. Just the tiniest bit. The tiniest blue in a sky full of grey, after a day of mist and cloud. Sometimes it just…
James Ballantyne 