Whole Self Psychotherapy

28/09/2025

28/08/2025

Couples Therapy

Find the point of common ground to hold you in times of inner turmoil. Decide to form agreements where possible before you can’t manage

18/08/2025

Author Steven Hayes says and this is what we are often aiming for in our work to uplift you to this place in yourself :

Trusting your inner light is the main guidance needed to live. We need to find our light to live inspire of the shadow we come to know. This requires a shift in how we view our life to live well. When we feel vulnerable and we feel the vulnerability in our friends we we have made contact with our true self or authentic self.

08/08/2025

When we speak from a loving aspect of our personality to a hurt part, we give them more courage to overcome the hurt, and to be happy with one’s self is to grow into a mature adult.

25/07/2025

Let your creative resourcefulness lead you through the cold wintry months

11/07/2025

Feeling safe, supported and known we can think logically and return home to ourselves.

Wishing you a happy and safe weekend.

07/07/2025

You can reach your full potential, even incremental shifts are powerful as you move towards your goals.

24/06/2025

Feel yourself before you can dive deep into yourself requires trust before there can be attunement with another.

16/06/2025

Growth and self awareness

Feel well in your own home within the body of your own awareness to see the truth that is your own awareness.

10/06/2025

Internal Family Systems Theory

We all have parts of ourselves that need our open and honest understanding. Come and sit and listen to a part and bring it comfort.

05/06/2025

A poem:

Words of Wonder
How I Became a Warrior

Once, I ran from fear
so fear controlled me.
Until I learned to hold fear like a newborn.
Listen to it, but not give in.
Honor it, but not worship it.
Fear could not stop me anymore.
I walked with courage into the storm.
I still have fear,
but it does not have me.

Once, I was ashamed of who I was.
I invited shame into my heart.
I let it burn.
It told me, “I am only trying
to protect your vulnerability”.
I thanked shame dearly,
and stepped into life anyway,
unashamed, with shame as a lover.

Once, I had great sadness
buried deep inside.
I invited it to come out and play.
I wept oceans. My tear ducts ran dry.
And I found joy right there.
Right at the core of my sorrow.
It was heartbreak that taught me how to love.

Once, I had anxiety.
A mind that wouldn’t stop.
Thoughts that wouldn’t be silent.
So I stopped trying to silence them.
And I dropped out of the mind,
and into the Earth.
Into the mud.
Where I was held strong
like a tree, unshakeable, safe.

Once, anger burned in the depths.
I called anger into the light of myself.
I felt its shocking power.
I let my heart pound and my blood boil.
Listened to it, finally.
And it screamed, “Respect yourself fiercely now!”.
“Speak your truth with passion!”.
“Say no when you mean no!”.
“Walk your path with courage!”.
“Let no one speak for you!”
Anger became an honest friend.
A truthful guide.
A beautiful wild child.

Once, loneliness cut deep.
I tried to distract and numb myself.
Ran to people and places and things.
Even pretended I was “happy”.
But soon I could not run anymore.
And I tumbled into the heart of loneliness.
And I died and was reborn
into an exquisite solitude and stillness.
That connected me to all things.
So I was not lonely, but alone with All Life.
My heart One with all other hearts.

Once, I ran from difficult feelings.
Now, they are my advisors, confidants, friends,
and they all have a home in me,
and they all belong and have dignity.
I am sensitive, soft, fragile,
my arms wrapped around all my inner children.
And in my sensitivity, power.
In my fragility, an unshakeable Presence.
In the depths of my wounds,
in what I had named “darkness”,
I found a blazing Light
that guides me now in battle.
I became a warrior
when I turned towards myself.
And started listening.

by Jeff Foster

28/05/2025

Our lives are given quality by loving well, living fully and knowing how to let go.

Jack Kornfield and Christina Feldman