People
Confabulation borne, sights sought in thought
tumble, erratic, from her wandering mind,
people by ‘people’ of the phantom kind,
with strange embroidered fiction, finely wrought. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 5 – People”
Tag: counselling
What makes us Human?
What makes us Human?
Many in the past have asked this question and I expect many more will ask in the future. Here are my thoughts on what makes us human.
Compassion, kindness and understanding, our ability to love and equally our ability to hate. Our rational thoughts and processes, which drive us consciously and unconsciously. Continue reading “What makes us Human?”
Healing my Inner Child
My Inner Child
Whilst I was healing my inner child I was losing my Mum to Dementia. As her mind slowly deteriorated to the disease I would talk to her to try and find out details of the childhood I have no memory of. I wanted details of who I was as her child and I wanted proof that my wounded inner child was not my fault and that it was OK to heal and let go of the past. Continue reading “Healing my Inner Child”
A Shielding Counsellor
Shielding
I am a shielding counsellor! Since 13th March 2020 I have been shielding at home with my family. During this time I have continued working in my private practise, Caroline Ellison Counselling and as a volunteer counsellor for the Fountain Centre at St Luke’s, Royal Surrey Hospital, meeting with clients each week over the telephone and online using Zoom. Continue reading “A Shielding Counsellor”
Dementia Sonnet 4 – Never Mind
Never Mind
I picked our album up and leafing through
photos of family, holidays and fun,
was saddened by the haunting change in one
robbed of the verve and vibrancy I knew – Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 4 – Never Mind”
Dementia Sonnet 3 – Shepard and Shadow
Shepard and Shadow
My yesterday did not exist at all;
tomorrow an enigma, while today
I wonder as I while the hours away
if any visitor should come to call. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 3 – Shepard and Shadow”
Dementia Sonnet 2 – Flailing
Flailing
Listening to tearful nonsense is a chore,
when something urgent could or should be done.
But wandering minds can’t bear to be alone –
nor space begrudge without a silent roar. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 2 – Flailing”
Dementia Sonnet 1 – Knowing
Knowing
Knowing the known is known, though sentient fact,
affords no explanation, yields no clue
how best to cope – in essence what to do
where fogged cognition misconstrues each act. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 1 – Knowing”
Post Pandemic Anxiety – PPA
Post Pandemic Anxiety
When the pandemic first hit and we went into lockdown it felt surreal and I had a sense of ‘is this really happening’. During the lockdown we have had our own unique experiences and emotions evoked in lockdown are magnified. Being enclosed in our homes has given space for reflection on life and this may have released feelings suppressed through the distraction of life. Continue reading “Post Pandemic Anxiety – PPA”