Category: Creative reflection

My Aunt: a Narrative Reflection

Left-brained, factual, logical description My aunt is a grey haired lady of 53 who lives with my uncle in a big four-bedroom house in Redstone. She is taller than most women at nearly six foot, and has remained quite slim. She has a large nose and intelligent, pale blue eyes, and she wears reading glasses Read More …

Other people’s words

It was one of those grey days at the end of March when the winter seems to have gone on far too long. I was walking around the Park, taking a break from sitting in front of my computer and hoping to find some cheerfulness in the day. I passed a grandmother with two or Read More …

A curly cut

I hate going to the hairdresser! I know that for many people it is an hour or two of pampering and luxury. They sit comfortably through the hair wash, chat freely above the noise of hair-driers and they know how much to tip. For me, it’s more like a communication breakdown especially with my current Read More …

Leaves on the tree

Where does one leaf begin and another one end? In a photo like this some of the leaves are clearly outlined while others appear to blend together. We can use this as a metaphor for the boundaries between people. With our loved ones we have blurred boundaries, but if someone is a professional they should Read More …

Cool observation and warm compassion

Reflection is a reverse image of something in a mirror. Self-reflection is a gentle investigation into the inner self so that we can understand ourselves and make changes if necessary. This is not self-criticism or self-justification. It is looking at ourselves with the cool eye of observation and a warm compassionate heart. I like this Read More …

Whose books do you write?

We were invited to a meeting with the bank manager which began with a questionnaire to update their records. After going through the usual stuff about where we live and when we were born, the manager asked me what I did and I told him, “I’m a retired homeopath and I write books.” He glanced Read More …