I shall ignore Trump for now. But his belligerence, his bigotry which has hijacked our lives, is always there in the background – an unnatural shadow over the globe.
At the end of January, I attended an excellent Mental Health First Aid course run by Alana from Blue Lobster Therapy. We were all closely engaged over two days, learning about mental health issues, diagnoses and most importantly how to work with those with concerns, or in distress.
And this helped me to disclose my diagnosis of bipolar disorder for the first time at work, while running a workshop on Wellbeing, with HR.
It also helped me discussing mental health with three different colleagues on Time to Talk Day on 2nd February. Panic, depression, anxiety. Thank goodness we have a helpline to confidentially discuss almost any concern.
And I was delighted this week to have an article on When the Change Came and mental health, written by Eileen Leahy, published in the Tunbridge Wells Times – see page 97!!
It’s quiet now – she’s gone.
I cannot find or reclaim her;
the artist’s brushes and canvas
will not live for her again.
I want to inhale colour and composition,
breathe time and texture,
connect across a wash of pigment
to something even more than life.