This love’s a craving a desire deeper than the fishes- there is so much dark in me and though I myself can always see the light, the beacon, it may not flash so consistently for another locked into my orbit. I burn as brightly as the sun yet when I meet another hotter entity I…… Continue reading Phoenix Rising (poem)
The present moment, a mess of interpretation a puzzle strewn across my minds eye. Leaves scattered across an old picnic blanket left behind after the long summer day. The night winds blow cold now through the eaves and echoes of laughter and screams of delight idle away like wet foot prints across a…… Continue reading Movement (poem)
It’s been really long time since I’ve written regularly on Word-Press. I started a new job at the beginning of April and it’s been putting me through my paces, mentally and emotionally, and consequently I haven’t had the time or energy to focus upon anything else. I’m working for a homeless charity called St Mungo’s,…… Continue reading Update- I’m still here, haven’t been banged up yet.
Ru and I headed up to Canary Wharf on Thursday night, to attend an event which the Mental Health Charity MQ had put on for its ambassadors. It was a kind of meet and greet, where we could network and chat to one another about how we had interpreted the ambassadorial role and what work…… Continue reading Mental Health Charity MQ wants to focus on research, but what kinds of research?
This series of posts explores the learning curve I have progressed through over the course of the last nine months. I’ve been working as a support worker for a homelessness charity in South West London, and I went into this position with some fairly strong ideas over how best to do the job, what it…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve (part 3)
If your fantasies could become realised- if all you had to do was crawl back inside your minds eye, (why decide) Would you follow desire, would you let go of the status quo; would you follow a thought pattern far below and dare to remain there, dare to wait, dare to stare back straight into the…… Continue reading Why decide
I’ve spent the last nine months working with a great team of people. We make up a floating support team in South West London who work with people at risk of homelessness, but who are currently maintaining tenancies. Many of my colleagues have done this job for years: they were out and about helping homeless…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve (part 2)
Thirteen years ago I was diagnosed with Paranoid Schizophrenia and hospitalised. I was assigned a social worker and a community psychiatric nurse, who then worked with me for about five years. They were part of the Early Intervention in Psychosis unit, and shouldn’t have worked with me for longer than about a year, but because…… Continue reading Nine months as a Support Worker, and a fairly steep learning curve
I re-wrote chapter 5 of my self-help book on Wednesday night. Its subject is the idea of viewing yourself as the hero or heroine of your own epic life story, as a means of empowering yourself to over come severe mental illness. I make the comment that every person should view themselves in this way…… Continue reading Why schizophrenia may have saved my life.
Another Monday morning, and another day at work. Sounds a tad dreary, but actually so far the whole experience has been pretty good! I am enjoying the routine, and the early morning starts haven’t been too taxing either. I was worried that after many years of unemployment, these first few weeks might kill me, but…… Continue reading Monday check in; looking forward to the week ahead!