Oh I couldn’t do that, I’m not creative.

Oh I couldn’t do that, I’m not creative.

When I tell people I’m an art therapist, the second most common response I get (‘what’s that?’ being the first) is ‘oh I couldn’t do that, I’m not creative. I can’t draw’. And they generally look at me, dubious and disbelieving, when I say you don’t have to know how...
Missing my old friend Carey.

Missing my old friend Carey.

Right now I’m sitting on my bed drinking homemade sangria out of a jar, because none of my glasses are big enough. I’m thinking of an old friend who died 18 months ago. It was his birthday last week. He was one of the most prolific artists I’ve known. I envied that,...
You get to write the rules.

You get to write the rules.

An idea I’m having fun with today is that I get to write the rules in my life. What prompted this is realising I’ve been living by some fairly stupid rules. Conditioned beliefs that I’ve never considered, things I was taught that I never questioned, ways of being that...
You have all the time in the world.

You have all the time in the world.

There’s something to be said for having no idea where you’re going in life. When you don’t know where you’re going, the journey is the point. And when the journey is the point, you have all the time in the world. To me, this is a thought that feels kind and soft. When...
What do you really want to be doing right now?

What do you really want to be doing right now?

I just noticed I’ve been sitting here scrolling for ten minutes and my jaw is so tense it’s hard to get words out of it. Clearly what I’m doing is not what I want to be doing right now. When I think about what I want to be doing instead, it’s less about what I want to...