The Year in Review: highs, lows, triumphs and tragedies of 2011 It’s the very last day of the year and I thought I might do a quick run through of how the year has been for me. Travel: countless trips with students to London, Cambridge, Norwich and so on. Enjoyable, as I get time [...]
Archive for December, 2011
The Year in Review: highs, lows, triumphs and tragedies of 2011
Posted in Articles, Depression and Anxiety, tagged anxiety, books, creative writing, depression, healing words, literature, mental health, personal, travel, writing on December 31, 2011 | 11 Comments »
Burning
Posted in Poetry, tagged anxiety, creative writing, depression, dreams, mental health, poems, Poetry, self-development, Viv's poetry, writing on December 30, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Burning Shall I burn brightly: The flight of a sparrow through The fire-lit glory of the mead-halls from darkness to darkness With that brief passage of brilliant light and heat? Or shall I burn soft and subdued, the banked peat fire through long winter night of huddled homes, Giving only a little but for long [...]
The Scent of Christmas ~ an aromatic meditation
Posted in Meditation, tagged Christmas, fragrance, healing, healing words, meditation, mental health, self-development, spirituality, writing on December 19, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
The Scent of Christmas ~ an aromatic meditation The sense of smell is closely connected to the area of the brain that processes emotional memories; sometimes memories are very deeply buried and certain scents can awaken those memories. I am also aware that not all buried memories are good ones, which is why for [...]
Darkest before Dawn ~ waiting for Sun Return
Posted in Depression and Anxiety, tagged anxiety, creative writing, depression, healing words, mental health, personal, psychology, self-development, spirituality, writing on December 16, 2011 | 17 Comments »
Darkest before Dawn ~ waiting for Sun Return In the middle of all the excitement and glitz of the approach of Christmas, I’ve noticed something. My own mood has plummeted to below the bedrock and every task seems to take ten times the effort. I’m tired and feeling generally unwell most of the time [...]
Man of Straw
Posted in Poetry, tagged creative writing, life, mental health, pain, poems, psychology, Viv's poetry, women's issues, writing on December 14, 2011 | 3 Comments »
Man of Straw You were a man of straw, Dressed in stolen rags Lonely in a ploughed-up field Bereft of all but crows. I dressed you in a suit of clothes Gave you shoes and voice, A backbone made of wood And a bravely painted face. You took these gifts as your right; Your [...]
I believe in Father Christmas….
Posted in Magic and mystery, spirituality, tagged Christmas, creative writing, faith, Father Christmas, God, healing words, life, mental health, psychology, thoughts, writing on December 12, 2011 | 4 Comments »
I believe in Father Christmas This might sound a peculiar statement from one of my years (I am over forty) but do bear with me on this. My childhood Christmas memories are pretty well all happy ones, and my parents maintained the Father Christmas idea by not putting any decorations or a tree [...]
Bliss
Posted in Depression and Anxiety, spirituality, tagged anxiety, creative writing, depression, faith, healing words, mental health, peace, personal, psychology, self-development, stress, Viv's poetry, writing on December 9, 2011 | 10 Comments »
Bliss ~ what it feels like and perhaps where it comes from. It might be because I was reading through some of my notebooks of poetry I’ve never typed up or shared, but I started thinking about bliss. Not that my poetry is filled with bliss. Most of the time it is filled [...]
Like a Cold Wind
Posted in Poetry, tagged anxiety, creative writing, depression, faith, healing words, mental health, poems, Poetry, spirituality, Viv's poetry, writing on December 7, 2011 | 8 Comments »
Like a cold wind Like a cold wind on a summer’s day Raising a crop of goose-flesh; Like a cloud across the sun’s face Turning the day into sudden twilight, I feel the change inside me And I wait to see if the cloud may pass. Like the sudden silence before a [...]



