Watching the raindrops creating tiny waves in this puddle, I realise this is how anxiety feels. Small and seemingly innocuous events, words, people’s actions or emails that I am not in control of increase until it feels as if I am in a rainstorm – the mind rippling out and out so that I cannot smooth the surface. I am beginning to wonder if our general growing acknowledgment of anxiety is to do with the huge number of ‘tiny…
The weather has changed today. It’s much cooler than it was, less sunny. It has made me think about change: how we embrace or resist it. How sometimes it can be so good for you and at other times it’s exactly what is not needed. In the past I’ve needed to stay still, to root in one place in order to grow and change slowly, like a tree. I needed those times so that I could be around the same…