The change was barely noticeable unless you knew them well enough to know that this was significant. It was a small change in their behaviour, a problem that had plagued them for most of their life, but now it was gone.
They wanted a miracle, like the over night delivery of a new brain, but this was actually kind of better. Small yes, significant YES.
It was always sad for me when people would come to me and project their anger on to me about God not healing them in miraculous fashion of their addiction, personality disorder, anxiety, depression etc.. Continue reading “52 Days to Better Mental Health”
One of the most wonderful things you will ever witness is when someone does the hard work of change.
It maybe the challenge of overcoming the grip of an addiction. It might be the rebuilding of a life after a serious traumatic experience.
I think of those I know who have very serious mental illnesses, yet push on, do the work, and make progress in their lives that is significant for them. Continue reading “Do You Have A ‘Mind To Work’?”
I don’t think I could ever be a politician.
I look at what politicians have to put up with and know I couldn’t handle it. Adulation one day, then a knife in the back the next.
All those negative voices. People wanting to tear you down, and being ready to do anything to achieve your destruction. It’s a dog eat dog world where the dogs are always on the scrounge for that tasty morsel they can trot out and display. Continue reading “I Say ‘Resurrection’ to The Mocker”
Walls have weakened, crumbling,
sinking low to ground, sagged
like our spirits as they view
the sorry edifice before us Continue reading “Rebuilding – Poem by Joy Lenton”
Sometimes the knife of life drives right to the core of your being. It wrenches around till your bleeding in grief.
Your speechless in shock, numb in movement and it feels like the very essence of life has been sucked out of you. You mourn because there is no other worthy response. Continue reading “5 Suggestions for When a Burden Lands on Your Soul”
Neither is there a tooth fairy, superman, or even dare I say a ‘Jesus’ who will wave a magic wand, sprinkle fairy dust, heal you, and make all your problems disappear for you to have better mental health.
We all like to get involved in stories where there is a hero or heroine with a white horse, Aston Martin or some sort of super power. In reality though the story we are involved in everyday is non fiction. Its real, and made up of earthly problems. Continue reading “Wake up! There is No Santa Claus for Mental Health”
Something happened here but it didn’t happen overnight.
As a gardener I have been working on an old homestead garden for two days every week for around two years. When I first started, the garden was in bad shape. Over grown with weeds, dead trees and sick looking plants it needed a program of consistent attention and recovery. Continue reading “Mental Health Grows Bud by Bud, Brick by Brick”
The rawness of the meat was either inviting or disturbingly unappealing. Stories shared, honesty held as holy, the powerless being empowered.
For some it was too raw, too up close and uncomfortable for them to receive the gift God was offering. To take in this gift there would have to be a open vulnerability to the poor, the broken, the unqualified. Continue reading “Why You Need to Welcome Ravens for Your Mental Health”
The steering wheel was dancing around in hands like it seemed it had a mind of its own.
Vibrating in little jolts, this way then that, I knew exactly what the problem was. My steering wheels were out of alignment. It was like one wheel wanted to go one way whilst the other wheel wanted the car to go in another direction.
Back and forth the battle continued until I limped into the tyre shop for a wheel alignment.
Continue reading “Do You Have A Rhythm of Alignment?”
I’m not a dancer, but I am a musician. I believe that our Mental Health is closely linked to the rhythms we keep.
I have played guitar since I was thirteen and one of the little practice exercises I used to do in the early days was to play a piece of music either really slow or really fast, but it had to make sense.
As I progressed on in my learning I began to join with others.
I quickly learnt that if I was going to part of some ‘good music happening’ then I needed to learn the rhythm of not just the music, but the people as well.
Continue reading “Are You In Sync With The Rhythm?”