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Apr 18

Can thinking something make it happen?

So I was sat in one of my last lectures of this 2nd year of my degree, the lectures particular flavour was CBT – Cognitive Behaviour Therapy to the uninitiated and it works a bit like Kryptonite to me

Its a long winded story that I wont bore you with but I hate it, yes it works, yes its proven, yes I can acknowledge that a thousand times but it just doesn’t fit with me and what I want to do from a counselling perspective – I can see lots of others love it and that’s OK -  they might hate what I love and that’s fine too – diversity is what makes the world go around but there were a couple of points in the lecture where I just wanted to ask more and get a different kind of response so I’m asking it here and hoping you can help me with a bit of “research” – those on my course can either start laughing now or stop reading – its about to be very dull as you all heard this during the lecture.

The overriding subject matter was about the effects and consequences of “worry & rumination” which are so prevalent in so many mental health disorders.

The lecturer’s persistent point was that worry/rumination isn’t generally helpful – and this is something that I absolutely would subscribe to – no issue there

He came round to the subject of “is thinking fact” well no its not and ok – yep – happy with that

Then asked if thinking something could make it come true.. he asked about the lottery.. imagining winning doesn’t make it so does it.. no it doesn’t

He then told of a time he was in a training session and on a blank piece of A4 he was asked to write the name of a loved one and then write “died in a car crash” and it was this I balked at.

Fair enough we had gone through a path of understanding with him that “just because we think it doesn’t make it so” – but I do think there are sizeable parts of me that believe in the power of positive thought and consequently the power of negative thought.

He asked if we would have done it and I didn’t hesitate in saying “no chance” and then entered into a discussion with him about why and at the back of my head I was having an internal debate on where I stand with this stuff.

My reasoning was that there are countless stories of people with cancer who survive longer, achieve what might have been unthinkable or are recovered which they put it firmly in the hands of positive thought, mind over body, using visualisation and mental kick assing when all else appears lost. Also of elderly couples who spent their entire lives together, and one of the dies and the other dies almost immediately after.

Is this all just consequence?

I should caveat this immediately by saying I’m not suggesting that all those who died or suffered from cancer or other awful illnesses ‘gave up’ and that’s why they passed away, cancer, for one,  is a relentless beast of a shit but I suppose I’m looking at examples of where people lived longer than they should have done, overcame adversity that shouldn’t have been possible, experienced events through sheer will etc

I have personal experience of:

a) mother who was too stubborn to die though all the odds were against her, and even someone half her age and in the peak of physical condition could not have survived – and why? she hadn’t met her new grandchild, I was 8 months pregnant and Funny Miss was born while she was in intensive care on a ventilator

b) another grandparent in a hospice – unconscious – rousing to hear news of her first born great grandchild before quickly slipping away the following day

So do I think that thought is so powerful, or should I just sign up and write the name of a loved one on that sheet?

Well here is the thing – I do believe that thought is a powerful life enhancing and even life saving thing

Yes I can see that medication and timing might all play a part but I bet we all know of something or a similar situation to the ones I describe above – or someone who is beating the odds even as we speak by attitude and powerful positive thinking.

Yes I can also see that I cant make myself win the lottery – but can I think myself into a better position – I think I can – there you go call me naive but I think I can.

I do believe that what I put out there is what I will get back – call it Karma

I couldn’t write my loved ones name on that sheet, as I wouldn’t want to put that out into the universe – I just wouldn’t want it out there – so  pass me a kaftan

So my question to you is this  – would you write a loved ones name on that sheet?

*I should also caveat this by saying he didn’t actually ask us to do that – just asked if we would have done*
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Apr 10

The Power of the Puppet

The ever delightful Merry from Play Merrily offered me an opportunity to review a selection of toys and I jumped at the chance

I’m experiencing toys in a whole new way at the moment with my training with the Place2Be – who are a children’s charity that offer counselling in schools across the UK, and to be honest puppets are turning out to be a bit of a challenge for me – so practice was required.

I got the children to take a look at the selection and was thrilled that they loved the idea of puppets as much as I did – these are Manhattan Toys which in my experience are high end, really well made, and would last the course of play with a child and lets be honest thats a rare thing isnt it?

Ao imagine my delight when these faces greeted me out of the box!

They were very quickly named Steve, Dave and Frank – can you guess which is which?

And the children set out immediately entering into fantasy play and creating worlds and adventures for the puppets to go on, it was all at breakneck speed and fantastic to observe.

You can find this fella here

In the stuff I’m doing with the Place2Be I’m learning that children can and will express through a puppet what they wouldn’t necessarily do in real life or in a conversation with you, it somehow seems to detach from being ‘them’ and becomes the behaviour or words of the ‘puppet’ instead, fascinating stuff.Find the alligator here

They even came to Uni with me to help present a Research presentation into the effectiveness of Play Therapy Interventions and were easily the stars of my show, along with the PlayDoh as well, and my audience sat and played and stroked the puppets, themselves engaging in some fantasy play or simply remembering what it was to play like that.

The children have LOVED them and they are so plushy, thick and luxurious, with plenty of standout tactile bits, and big teeth that the kids loved

Look you can even see the fabric ‘skin’ is 3d and textured, really nice detailing

Find the brilliant plushy shark here

Easily the best puppets I have had before, really engaging and begging to be played with, its a struggle to keep the grownups off them most days

So thanks so much Merry – amazing range of puppets – we LOVED them getting them and they have so helpful in allowing me to practice my skills, and scare the kids to death as well  – you know its what us mums do best!

 

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Mar 07

Somebody That I Used To Know

I was due to have an interview today

*feels faint at the thought*

I was supposed to meet up with someone that I used to work with, and no that isn’t what I’m referring to in my title

I couldnt go in the end due to other outside issues

But I’m in a bit of an odd situation at the moment, I’m feeling pulled in several directions, firstly by my desire to work as a counsellor, predominantly specialising in children’s counselling, which will require at least another 3 years of study – I’m 2 years into my degree, and then will need a minimum 2 year postgrad to qualify

Running completely at opposite ends to that is the fact that frankly if I was working we would be in a FAR better financial situation. I have the skills to be a reasonably good earner, and Little Miss can start school in September meaning I would have days free to do that

In preparation for this interview, I brought out and dusted off my old CV, I looked at and didn’t actually recognise the person I was reading about

Man alive she was impressive, driven, hardworking..  in fact here is an excerpt

A proven, successful sales executive and manager
A New Business Achiever in all market sectors.
Strong background in IT within Corporate, SMB, Local Government and Education. Employed by Market Leaders in each of their fields
Creative but analytical thinker, taking pride in a considered approach to new challenges
High impact sales presenter/trainer.
High level of self motivation, works without supervision, prioritises effectively and meets deadlines

Well I would hire that woman I can tell you  – but when I look at that CV and think about that person I am reminded that, in the words of the Gotye song – now you’re just somebody that I used to know – its so far removed from me now

Now I’m not showing you this to ‘big’ myself up at all, although every word of it was true back in the day, infact I show you it for the opposite reason, more like to laugh at how far away I am from that person now, how incredulous it feels to look at that and *know* that was me, but that it really never was the *real me*

Confused? You have every right to be – I’m confused too, it feels like the Trades Description Act could be enforced on my ass if I sent that in now

So here is how that excerpt should be written now, or rather how it could have been written then but written truthfully about how I felt about all this stuff back then

 

A proven, (though self hating) successful (relentlessly driven to the point it makes her physically sick) sales executive and manager
A New Business Achiever in all market sectors (all fair and true).
Strong background in IT within Corporate, SMB, Local Government and Education. Employed by Market Leaders in each of their fields(though she never understood why anyone would hire her)
Creative (completely)  but analytical thinker(overthinks everything, believes everyone thinks she is doing a crap job so will pore over it to find error) , taking pride (fear of failure) in a considered approach to new challenges (that terrify her to the point of sitting in the loo’s crying and vomiting)
High impact sales presenter/trainer (although she feels like she is dying inside throughout).
High level of self motivation (fear of failure and negative evaluation), works without supervision (as she is afraid her manager will think she is crap), prioritises effectively (so you wont see how crap I really am) and meets deadlines (and never ever puts her family first)

Are you getting the picture?

Do I really want to go back to those days?

That’s the fear

Job = Self hatred = downward spiral

Now its fair to say I have come such a long way from those dark days – but it doesn’t mean that I don’t think I couldn’t sink there again

I know my perfectionist tendancies – they impact me now but I can keep a tighter rein on them

I adore uni,  but I love my family and this might be what I need to do for them at this moment

Is it not eternally selfish to keep doing a degree?

Completely self indulgent to be reliant on my husband to support me through this when every month is more and more of a struggle?

Thanks for that George Osbourne by the way (*flicks v’s)

Or do I stick at doing what I love, and pray we can weather this particular financial storm and that work will be forthcoming in my chosen field at the end of it?

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Feb 17

Solitary Confinement

ha not such a cheery title that one is it?

But its one of the unfortunate parts of my personal battle with depression and anxiety, that I seemingly choose and actively try to push people away when I go through a difficult time, its like some automatic pilot comes into force and this ‘self preservation’ mode comes on which seems to demand that I isolate myself yet further from those that I love or those that might help.

In truth and with a bit of perspective its easy to see that this is the very worst idea

Depression & anxiety thrives on isolation, on keeping someone down and without the chance to change their beliefs, it all seems fraught in a vicious circle

I am lonely, I am struggling, I hate myself so no-one could like me, no-one can help, no-one will help me now, therefore I am lonely

.. and off we go again

and perspective isn’t always in easy supply when your in the thick of it is it?

I really cant abide this element of me, its destructive, selfish, and difficult to control and seems to just sit dormant looking for an opportunity to show its ugly face.

So if I’m quiet then that’s often why, that or I’ve taken too much on again – no shocker there -  if I’m distant you can bet your bottom dollar that’s why

I’m not alright with it and I might choose to make this the next aspect to tackle, this little fecker will be put away one day, for good

I’m not ready yet but its coming sunshine – its coming

 

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Dec 23

Cup half full kinda girl

I can hardly believe that Im writing these words, but Im halfway through my degree course and whilst for the most part Im a cup half full kind of girl, for some reason this makes me feel sad.

I can scarcely comprehend that in 3 semesters time I will be done with my degree, and possibly university full stop if I decide to stop then. These 3 semesters have flown by in the wink of an eye and aside from the predictable stress of assignment writing its been a complete joy. I’ve absolutely loved it

I’ve no clue what Im going to do at the end, there are so many choices to be made, do I go on and do my counselling diploma, that will allow me to practise, done as part of a postgrad, or do I do a PGC to enable me to teach? Do I try and get a coveted job with the NHS to get them to fund the diploma, or do I go down the Place2Be path and do my postgrad with them and specialise in children, or do I finish all of that off with a Masters?

I just don’t know and before you know it Im going to have to make up my mind

Im pretty amazed I got this far you know, there have definitely been times that Ive felt I might have to give it up, through home or financial circumstance, but here I am…in the words of the song ‘I’m still standing yeah yeah yeah’

I don’t know where this path might lead but I’m so glad I took this opportunity and threw myself into university at the grand old age of 36. I occasionally do feel like an OAP, especially when they are handing out the flyers for clubs etc and they look at me and well.. don’t give me one.. haha I either look like someones mum or a tutor, but I can live with that.

Who knew I would get so much enjoyment from studying, man I always hated learning at school, liked the social side but was never academic and here I am doing well and achieving, its a bit of a revelation of what I could have achieved at school if I actually put a bit of work in!

One other definite upside of being older at Uni is that this has shown my daughters that there is more to mum than meets the eye, and that they are getting a birds eye view of what University is about maybe inspiring them to try and get there themselves.

Im the first in my family to go to uni but Im especially hoping I wont be the last, Im beginning to understand the eternal student mentality, it will be a sad day to leave uni, its such a brilliant nurturing inspiring environment and Im going to make sure to enjoy every bit of

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