Showing posts with label counselling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label counselling. Show all posts

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Art + Therapy = Art Therapy part 2

/climbs out of the chasm of doom......
/looks round sheepishly

Okay here is my explanation of what was going on in my head whilst I was doodling this: Just click the image to BIGGIFY and read Part One if you haven't already or need a refresher: Art + therapy =???

doodle
What was going on in my head the wordier version:
When I signed up to do the art workshop, I thought I would be much further along with catching up with all my assignments than I was. I knew there was going to be qualified therapists, trainee therapists etc at the workshop and was already feeling out of my depth. So when they said the first task was 'Draw how you are feeling right now' , my thoughts where:
  •  Use a pen, you can draw well with that!
  •  Ohhh white paper will look good
  •  God I hope they don't ask me about assignments or placements
  •  Urggh Assignments, that pile of doom haunting me
  •  Wow I feel like crap now, must add some clouds
  •  More rain!
  •  Oh dear it looks too sad now, I do have fun sometimes!
  •  Happy stuff?
  •  Erm doodling, gardening, the sun? 
  •  Lets Emphasise the two areas, by drawing a line round the middle bit
  •  More rain!
Why do something like this:
By using my own doodle, I wanted to highlight just how much information you can get from a person, with a simple doodle. It opens up an avenue of conversation that you otherwise wouldn't have. There are no really wrong answers, just observations that may or may not lead the conversation somewhere. If you read the comments and/or left one in the previous post, you will see how much people saw in the doodle. I was quite honestly shocked that so many of you saw so much and were bloody spot on! Not just regular readers, but new readers left such thoughtful and thought provoking comments, that I can't thank you enough for taking the time to do that.

What now?
I have been at a crossroads for a while now, especially in regards to my studies and what to do next. I have not formulated a concrete plan of action yet, but I am closer to making some decisions! I have mentioned previously that I may retire this blog, but I am not going to do that. I know that was rather bloody cryptic, but I just wanted to say something and offer some explanation about why this blog has been so neglected as of late.


Doodle Stuff:
I have been doing a lot of stuff in the world of doodle, that I can't mention at the moment. Here is a sneak peak of something that I have been working on. As and when I can say more, I will! Honest.


Grammar Nazi:
I have a problem, a grammar problem. In an effort to improve the way that I write, I am trying to be more vigilant with grammar. One of the things I always seem to make a hash of, is the use to/too, but never two. I broke out in a grammar induced sweat, just writing those short sentences. I am not aiming for perfection, I like the stream of conciousness/ramble style of writing that seems to come naturally to me. Any tips on how to improve the editor within? At the moment I am using things like this to improve my inner homophone.


Thursday, July 22, 2010

Art + Therapy = ??

Apologies for the lack of postings of late, I sucketh greatly at the 'once a week' target I set for myself. Life got in the way and I wrote the posts in my head, instead of on here. The people that have read this blog for a long time, have begrudgingly got use to my erm erratic blogging schedule, but the new readers haven't. So I would just like to say thank you to the people that have always read this blog and thank you to the new folk that thought I had fell into chasm of doom and was unable to escape and blog.

Click it to biggify it

Last weekend I went to an Art Therapy Workshop, got a certificate and everything! I love certificates, especially my endeavour swimming ones .....

At the start of the session we were asked to write on post-it notes our Hopes and Fears about the session, you can see my answers in that first image.

What is on my mind?
After we talked briefly about Art Therapy, we where then set a task to draw what was on our mind at that very moment. In front of us there was a box full of material, different paper, colours, pen, pencils, chalks, paints, glue sticky things etc etc. After we chose our materials we were given twenty minutes or so to come up with a image.
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I challenge you:
My Challenge to you, is to tell me as much about the above drawing as possible, what do you think was on my mind? It is not a proper test, just an idea of how talking about a picture may work in a counselling/therapy session. I would love to know what you think! (really).
In the workshop we were split into groups of three and each had ten minutes to discuss and interpret each of our drawings. Then we went back to the group and discussed the experience as a whole.

Art means this to me:
I know that arty type things is not for everyone. It can evoke flashbacks to an evil teacher, disapproving parent or other lame adult figure, voicing their opinions that you just can't draw, so why bother? Why do people bother to sing in the shower? You know what type of singing I mean, that god awful killed a cat screeching hell noise. Why do people do it? Because they bloody love it! They know it sounds awful, but who gives a shit! Sure there is that small percentage of people that sound like a angel or one of the three tenors, but the rest of us plebs, just do it for the fun. The same applies to art, well it does for me.
Picking up a pencil and doodling can just be like that, FUN! It can also tap into that little person that lives inside, that little person wants to talk sometimes, they may want to tell their older self something that is buried away and they might think it is time to talk about that.The simplest stick figure in the world with a frown is telling you something, something that might be hard to talk about.

Obviously a one day workshop does not make me an Art Therapy Shaman, but I have witnessed the very powerful way in which it can work and I would love to learn more about it. For now I am going to use art in the way that I know and love, which is doodles.

Doodling enables me to tap into the little person that makes me doodle things like this....

Happy Clients  - The Therapist/Client relationship never really ends
Now was that worth waiting for or what? Maybe I should have took some more time off from blogging.....

I will do an Art Therapy Part Two if people seem interested and play along with the challenge.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

The feet are always watching or something


Greetings Earthlings and those just visiting, welcome to a weekly round up post of sorts.

Garden stuff
Carrots, beetroot, courgettes, potatoes, onions, radishes, lemon basil, raspberries and four types of lettuce are growing! I have also planted several containers with alpines in some and flowers of another sort in the rest (my brain just farted and have totally drew a blank on their names). Also have two huge bags of manure that has to decompose a bit more, before I can fling it around the garden. Then it is back off to the garden centre to purchase more plants! I might get round to taking some photographs next week, if the weather stays lovely and if I can be arsed.

Doodle and Thinking Stuff
The doodle at the start of this post was inspired by a new cartooning blog 'Therapy Tales'. Well it was this doodle in particular that set it in motion 'Eye Contact'. If you have ever been in therapy or actually in any situation where eye contact is awkward at best, then you can definitely get this cartoon. Pictures, well doodles, do say a million words.

As Therapy Tales is told from the perspective of the client in the therapist/client relationship, this got me thinking about my own 'Augghhhh' moments when it comes to myself donning the cap of 'therapist/counsellor'. It will mean the end of a lot of things, maybe even this blog, but also the start of a whole new adventure.

Click to BIGGIFY!

BUT before any of that happens, I am still fighting the good fight against this dude and by fight, I mean flapping a wet flannel in his general direction.
Click to Biggify
He is the......Procrastinating Poltergeist, my arch nemesis! One of the many beasts in my Mental Health Monsters Menagerie, along with the  Boggart..The lovely Mr James Clayton reawakened these beasts with his Haiku Beasts. These Mental Health Monsters are an ongoing project, mainly in my head at the moment, but something that I definitely want to develop further. It seems that people have really identify with them, whenever I have mentioned them previously, so I want to unleash more.

I rather enjoyed writing the Paradigm post and the comments that you left really added something to it. It was awesometriffic that you could follow what I meant, as I worry that what makes sense in my head, is never going to translate that well to the written (typed) word. I have already decided on what the next word will be and this doodle and blog is a clue of sorts.
Tumbling:
As you know I am a big twitter user (If you didn't, you do now), I have also added tumbling to my ever increasing web presence. My particular tumblr blog is called Other bits and pieces and I am using it as an bookmarker/idea dump. Instead of just gathering information for endless blogposts and never doing anything with it, the tumblr blog is there to keep up the momentum for when I have a mind bubble moment. Then I get to put all that mindbubbly stuff in a huge wiffly waffly post like this, hooray.

/end waffle

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Paradigm erm what? A word adventure.


I have been thinking again.................. I know, I know, what am I doing that for?

It all started with a simple tweet from @zebraspolkadots, and a link to her blog post Claiming A New Paradigm...For Myself. This post intrigued me, in fact just the word 'paradigm' grabbed my attention. So then she wrote this post Claiming A New Paradigm For Myself-Part 2  and finally part 3.

Paradigm is/was one of those words that registered somewhere is this brain of mine, but I wasn't sure why and it what context I had heard the word previously. So I decided to go on a google adventure of sorts, find the origin of my paradigm memory and then try to understand the context in which @zebraspolkadots intended in her posts. My brain has felt more than flabby lately and I fully admit to not knowing everything, even though at times I act like the worlds biggest smart arse. Why pretend to understand something when I plainly don't?  It is exciting and challenging learning new things,so hold onto your hats, because I may confuse you, as much as I confuse myself with this post.

First I insert 'Paradigm' into the great googly moogly and trawl through the results until I get a 'Bingo!' moment. That is when I read something that either tickles a memory and/or makes sense to me.

The bare bones definition is:
The word paradigm ( Greek:παράδειγμα (paradigma),composite from para- and the verb δείχνυμι "to show", as a whole -roughly- meaning "example") has been used in linguistics and science to describe distinct concepts.

A more realistic definition for me:
The most annoying and misused word in the English language; used intentionally by stupid people to sound smart or by smart people to sound unintentionally stupid. Urban Dictionary

The first thing that tickled a memory was seeing these images whilst reading about 'Paradigm Shift'
Old Woman and Young Woman My Wife and My Mother-In-Law, by the cartoonist W. E. Hill, 1915 (adapted from a picture going back at least to a 1888 German postcard)

Duck/Rabbit Source: Jastrow, J. (1899). The mind's eye. Popular Science Monthly, 54, 299-312.

Both of these images, show how you can look at the same thing and in turn 'see' two different things. Nothing about the image changes, just your perception of it. A dude called Thomas Kuhn, knows a lot more about this subject than  I do 'Paradigm Shifts'.

But that is not the paradigm you are looking for.....(said in Obi-Wan Kenobi stylee)

So on I plod in search of this elusive Paradigm definition that would make sense to me and I try not to get ahead of myself with 'paradigm shifts', before I actually know what a Paradigm really is.

It seems that I have wandered into the world of, god forbid, buzzwords... You know those horrid things that sales and marketing people love to use, as they target us poor members of the public. People really don't like buzzwords and jargon, as seen here , but underneath all the bullshit, they are metaphors that can be applied to all sorts of life situations.

Heard of the term 'Thinking outside the box' ? Did you ever wonder what the box was, what was inside that box? Well it turns out the 'box' is in fact a bloody paradigm! Who would of thunk it, that bloody box holds a lot of information. In that box a lot of things lurk, dark nasty things, like:
  • The World is flat
  • Creation instead of Evolution
  • Moon is made of cheese
  • Other evil things 
Outside the box, lives Blue Skies and all sorts of lovely things, in fact, outside the box the possibilities are endless. It even holds the key to solving the Nine Dots Puzzle! woo hoo.

So it seems, that I am in fact leaving the science behind and in fact talking about labels that people stick on you, as you plod through life. Think of yourself sat in the box, what labels, or to be fancy, what paradigms have been stuck on you?

Nobody puts Claire in a box! ( Must be said in a Patrick Swayze style R.I.P Mr Swayze)

Actually I am pretty sure people have put me in a box, in fact I have put myself in a box many times over my life. The 'I am ugly' , ' I am worthless', 'I am stupid' and 'I am fat' box, to name but a few. I also know that other people get labelled with damaging things like 'You are mental' 'You are crazy' 'You are broken' 'You are damaged goods' and I am sure you can add a shit load to that list.

People eventually accepted that the earth was not flat, does this mean that eventually people will accept that the labels you are given in this life, are not stuck on with superglue and you can rip them off. I am sure ripping the labels off can be painful, but surely once the sting has gone, the scab really heals over the wounds left by those labels and you can flick it off? Was that a scab metaphor to far? 

I created the doodle during the weekend just gone and to decided to test my twitter followers doodle guessing skills,to see if they could guess what one word prompted the above doodle, without any other information than the actual doodle itself.

After quite a few guesses, one person got it right, so I am sending them the doodle for their hard work, lucky them?

Paradigm Doodle explained: It makes sense to me and that is what really matters......
Click image to make it BIG

Other interesting and far more sensible paradigm like articles are here and here, also a fascinating video featuring Ken Robinson here (really worth a watch).

I don't know what the point of this post was really, I just found the subject rather bloody interesting and would hate to be sat in a box all alone, never to be shifted.

Friday, January 15, 2010

The empty box and brick wall



Some days it feels like my head will explode with ideas for doodles, future client work, college assignments and blog posts. Other days it feels like there is nothing there but inconsequential Styrofoam bits of nothingness. I rummage round for signs of life, but just find dust. I have been looking at all my college notes and trying to get the rest of my work finished. I look back at the work and realised that I loved every minute of it, especially when writing up my own philosophy towards therapy and counselling.
Which can be found here (if you want to have a look).


So if I enjoyed every minute of college, what the hell am I waiting for!
Get bloody on with it!
Last year was pretty awful, nearly all of it was spent under exceptionally stressful circumstances, which culminated in the mumborg having her leg amputated. The mumborg is my mum, you can read about the operation here and all posts mum related are here. The operation went well, as well as these things can go and she is finally home.

Other times I feel like I am either running into or building too many of these.


During stressful times, walls are built and forcefields are set to maximum, just to get through the day.There was many a time last year, when I thought mum was going to die, although she assured me that would not be the case and to get on with my bloody work. So I would switch from being deathly worried to pissed off that she was still in hospital. Then I hopped back on the guilty train when they finally made the decision that the leg would have to go and this was a 'serious' operation. As I mentioned above, the operation went well, mum is doing great now. So finally I could relax, after months of worry, then I promptly got swine flu and have been ill ever since! So as the stress walls crumbled, so apparently did my immune system. So as one wall crumbles, I run head first into another.

The photographs are all part of my 365 photo a day project, they turned out pretty serendipitous don't you think? I didn't know what I was going to write, till I actually started writing. This page has been blank for most of the day, kind of like me.

It is hard work, this personal development lark. You open up yourself and see your own little world through shiny new eyes. It is inspiring, thoughtful and a whole feast of wonderful things, but the sun glares down on your new eyes at times and it all feels a bit raw. I suppose this could explain my new appreciation of music, I should emphasise that I mean 'good' music and with that, I am afraid blubbering occurs! Something about being in a certain melancholic mood and haunting vocals that now equate to me blubbering. To be honest, it is not sad crying, just going with the flow. All that tampering with ones empathy levels, has a strange effect, don't even mention sad puppy adverts or TV charity appeals or the ruddy news.

Never fear, I am never melancholic for long, not when you can put a donk on it.....

Please forgive me for this, but watch this youtube clip 'Put a donk on it'
(You need to watch that, well maybe not 'need').

/seconds later....

Did you watch the 'Donk' video? If so, I am sure you will never take me seriously again, which may have been an evil ploy, so that you don't think I have gone all soppy and melancholic. The Donkness also gives you a wee glimpse into the music of my 'youth' and how ones tastes change over the years.

From Donk to the Down-Tempo and everything in between.

My three thumbs UP of the week go to the music blog Slowcoustic, I first discovered this blog when my musical chum @Tartytart wrote a guest post over there, which inspired my snogging post. Since then I have been catching every musical tidbit that slowcoustic throws our way, it is treat to your ear lobes!

So now that I have waffled on, I am off to do battle with my Boggart.

Monday, August 24, 2009

The bogart in my brain

This is a wordy post for me; it may cause some people to faint in shock. Not at the content, just the fact that I wrote a long post. 

I was perusing through the several million posts currently languishing in my Google reader. If you don't know what I am talking about, the Google reader is like a dream catcher for blogs or it's actually this Google Reader. Anyhow back to the stream of consciousness that I am currently riding on, whilst perusing I came across a post entitled The Better Bogart Within and thought Aha! That is exactly how I have been feeling lately, so I merrily clicked on it to read more.
Hold the phone! Wait a bloody minute! How could I have been so wrong, that is not the Bogart I have been looking for (lame sort of Star Wars joke). The post in question talks about Humphrey Bogart and I already know from my wee twitter experiment, that Bogart evokes images of Mr Bogart the famous actor. So when I read the word Bogart, what popped into my noggin? 
Which is actually one of these: Boggart

Why did I identify with the Boggart in the first place?
In various children's books and films, the Boggart is something nice that turns into something rather nasty when you upset it, insult it, poke it and just generally piss off the bugger. Well after writing down my feelings of late, I feel like I have been a bit of a Boggart, more to the point I have been feeding mine.
My interpretation of a Boggart, let us call him/her H.Bogart (a nod to good old Humphrey), is that part of you that feeds on all the negative stuff happening around you, on a mostly subconscious level. I say mostly, because sometimes you are more than aware of the stuff that is impacting you negatively. Before you know it, you have manifested your very own Boggart on the brain. My kind of Boggart is not a mythical beast from folklore, but a more tangible beast that lives in my head. What and why have I been feeding this beast of mine?


What does my Boggart eat?
Stress is like a Chinese banquet for a family of six for my Boggart. That stress can be split into handy Boggart sized portions, covering every aspect of my life, from lack of sleep to worrying about a multitude of things. All of this equals one big fat hairy bloody Boggart and if this is all in your head, it can certainly weigh you down. How do you get your Boggart to weigh less? Put them on a ruddy diet! Easier said than done I hear you cry! I have tried diets and they suck monkey's balls. Well guess what? Effort goes into producing a fat hairy bloody Boggart, so effort is needed to lighten the load. Whether it is baby steps or monster steps, just looking in the right direction is a start. Heck thinking about looking in the right direction is a start.
Putting the Boggart on a Diet
Remember your Boggart may be lazy, anti-social and a bit stinky. Also getting him out of that mental closet will prove a tad difficult. Here are some pointers to getting rid of that Boggart mental flab hanging around.
Talk about it- Although you may still be hairy and look like a Boggart, with a bit a spit stuck in your whiskers from all that ranting and raving. I still recommend finding an ear to listen to you, whether that is friends, family, doctor or whatever trusted ear you chose.
Write about it- Not necessarily blog it like me, I am lucky to have this as an outlet. I do occasionally pick up a pen and write on paper! It is a revelation. The good thing about paper is that it burns and it is great at times to write whole load of brain spillage and then burn it. Careful the Boggart may try to eat the paper and crayons, they are funny like that.
Draw it out- Well obviously I love doodling and that works for me. Just think of how many other art forms there are to use and abuse in order to get some of that stuff out of your head. Remember the Boggart and their tendency to eat drawing materials.
Scream about it, Cry about it, Walk it out, Run it out, Swim it out, Dig it out (gardening not lobotomy), Dance it out, Blast it out (musically not explosives).

What do you feed your Boggart? Does it have a name?
Self awareness is the key to combating the inner Boggart; put him/her on a diet if you can. According to folklore the worst thing you can do is give a Boggart a name, but to that I say phooey! 

Don't hate your Boggart; just don't ignore him/her either.
Negative things happen all the time, shit happens, the less polite of us will say. Don't kick yourself in the face when something bad happens, just try and minimise the damage that it does by talking things out, or whatever works for you (See Boggart Diet). If you haven't found anything that works, then try something new. I know, I know, easier said than done in some cases, but that mental shift has to happen to make any difference to your inner Boggart. For your inner Boggart, a lucky horseshoe aint going to do much at all in ridding you of your Boggart like feelings.

Final piece of Boggart Advice: Do not try and escape your Boggart by running away, he will follow you whether you go, unless dealt with correctly. A real Boggart will follow its family from abode to abode, but a mental Boggart lives in your head and you can't escape from yourself. That is not meant to sound all woe is me! Boggart battling may sound scary (or ridiculous), but the outcome is worthwhile.

In my Boggart research I came across this fantastic post and it seems I am not original at all when it comes to using the Boggart as a metaphor for those internal struggles:


Consider my post 'The idiots guide to Boggarts and their ritualistic feeding habits' and the above linked post as 'Boggarts for the Enlightened'. I kind of hate this person for already writing a Boggart post, especially a good one! Curses to them, but it was too good to pretend I hadn't read it and it deserves three thumbs up (Uh oh I am feeling a bit of a green eyed Boggart coming on, back beast,backkkkkkkkkkkkk).


Did this make any sense? If not, just ignore it and blame bloody Humphrey Bogart (What a twat).

/runs off to find a dark closet

Thursday, July 23, 2009

What do counsellor's/therapists wear?

Hello chums, chaps,dudes, blokes, imaginary friends, not so imaginary ones and my dear readers. Welcome to yet another Claire wiffle waffle moment. It is just one of those days where random thoughts are being pondered and not a lot of sense is being made.
Yesterday I went to the local cancer support centre to see if I can do my volunteer counselling hours there for my counselling diploma. I wasn't feeling that nervous till it was time to go and then slight days of chunder feelings swooshed over me, but I got a grip of it and off I went.
The centre is a lovely place, as soon as you walk in it has such a nice vibe and it is run by lovely people.That is what I decided in the first few minutes anyways. It was an informal interview over a cup of coffee, were I was asked what models of counselling I would use, confidentiality issues, number of sessions, time available and all that fun stuff. I was also very happy to hear that they pay for my counselling supervision hours, which is great news for me! I didn't expect that at all. Expenses for travelling were offered also, but I shall be walking so wont need that. Then I got showed around the place, most importantly for me was seeing the listening room (counselling room).I got rather excited after having a look round and they seem happy to have me on-board with them. Just need to finish that college work stuff and get my references from college tutors, then away we go!

What does one wear?
When I left, I was left with one question buzzing around my noggin, what does one wear? As I have been a wretched student for some time now, my wardrobe accurately depicts this. So I have to have a think on what is suitable to wear for counselling?  I think the question in itself is interesting, as I myself have perceptions on what counsellors wear already, mainly because of my college tutors and classmates.

So as I was pondering, I did above doodle and twittered this question:

When you picture a counsellor/therapist, what did you picture them wearing? Anything in particular? Birthday suit is not a accepted answer .

Replies
@crpitt hrmmm I'll bite =D Brunette in form fitting suit, hair rolled up in a bun, glasses, with an innocent, but naughty look (via xight)
@crpitt I picture a female and wearing a semi professional skirt suit. Is that wrong? :) (via Cyran)
@crpitt that hot librarian look is good. Sorta demure but not. And not too much black (via yogachicky)
@crpitt I think what the counsellor should wear depends on who his or her clients are. Who are you going to be working with? (via cleiomao)
@crpitt Not sure how it is in the UK, but here, there are lots of muted, understated looks in the therapy field. (via Miragi)
@crpitt What we'd call "business casual" over here. No suits, but not too dress-down. (via Aerten)
@crpitt wear what u feel comfy in non restricting non showing of the breasts(important for female counsellors) nothing that distracts work (via Tao_of_Pooh)

Do counsellors that are paid versus counsellors that are volunteers wear different clothes? Does the type of client dictate what you 'should' wear? Does it matter to you?

Other stuff:
Mumborg is not behaving at all, yesterday she dislocated her hip/leg again! Just moving in her hospital bed. It is horrendously painful for her, I only know that because when she actually mentions something is painful, that means it is really painful. So she was nil by mouth most of the day, getting x-rayed and stuff, but they couldn't fit her into surgery till this morning.Which is not good for the mumborg, especially with the state of that leg already.
A hip dislocation is a true orthopaedic emergency in that the incidence of subsequent avascular necrosis of the femoral head is a time-dependent phenomenon becoming increasingly common if relocation is delayed beyond 6 hours.
The major major operation is scheduled for a week on Friday, with removal of everything bone and metal wise from the knee and up, to the hip area. That area will then be left 'floppy' i.e. no bones, till it is 100% infection free. Then they will see about reconstructing the leg, if that fails then the leg will have to go.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Some poetry via assignment whatever

Shhhh I am not actually here, I am hard at work! It was my last actual learning session in college last night and after a wee party on Monday that will be it. I have some extra time to hand in outstanding work, but the vast majority has to be in by Thursday (gulp).

Here are the handouts I produced for a presentation I did on Body Dysmorphic Disorder, I found poetry that some BDD sufferer's had written that I thought was very powerful and wanted to share it on here. 

Thursday, May 28, 2009

I am I

In searching for poetry for my 'Who Am I' project I am came across this poem by Fritz Perls, called the 'Gestalt Prayer' .
I was already familiar with old Fritzy but not this poem or the supposed controversy that surrounds it. Well controversy may be stretching it a wee bit, maybe discussion starting is better.
It seems that when some people reproduce this poem they omit the last line 'If not, it can't be helped', I wonder why? Also do you see this poem as oversimplfying things, as life is just not that simple? It certainly appeals to me, so I will be having a think on it.

Other news:
Check out my new counselling student squidoo type thing, where I am going to collect together all the counselling resources I have found useful: A student in counselling (broke the link before)

Olga steps up the MoonWalking campaign for me These boobs are made for walking

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Briefly spotted

At the beginning of this course, in the middle of this course and towards the end of this course, I swore blind that I would not leave all my work to the last minute. I had great plans, timetables and to do lists to prevent a last minute rush to the finish line, my plans were in fact excellent.
So of course I ignored all common sense and have done what I always do, leave everything to the last bloody minute. The main thing that I did manage to keep to up to date with was this here blog, as a record of my personal development and journal entries. So in your own way, who ever actually reads this, you have made it into my counselling portfolio (lucky buggers).

If you haven't already, check out my counselling posts and in particular my presentation which highlights my journey to becoming a counsellor (therapist) : Personal philosphy on counselling 


Over the next weeks I will mainly be rambling, swearing, yelling at the world via twitter @crpitt

Monday, May 11, 2009

Personal Philiosophy on Counselling (sort of)

Well hopefully this uploads okay, because I have wasted years of my life trying to post the fucker rather difficult thing.

It is my take on the Personal Philosophy assignment I was given in college. In which we were required to create a twenty minute presentation for our class group on our Personal Philosophy as it relates to counselling and counselling studies.

I hope it provides a insight into the internal process of my rambling mind, as I try to get to grips with various concepts and theories.It is also full of humour, doodles, analogies, metaphors and whatnots.


Please let me know what you think.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Personal Philiosophy on Counselling

Whilst fannying about researching and typing up all things college like, I use twitter to sound out thoughts and ponderings about counselling and being a therapist/counsellor. Not sure if I am actually doing counselling/therapy any favours at all.....
Personal counselling philosophy of the day: Your therapist is the imodium to your emotional diarrhoea.
Personal philosophy of the day: Sometimes you need therapy like you need a colonic irrigation, shit builds up and you need help working it out.
My personal philosophy is....Life is full of potholes, pack a torch, rope and crampons, climb the fuck out and then get ready to do it all again.
At the moment I am reworking  my 'personal philosophy on counselling' presentation and I thought I would add a splash or two of humour to the mix. Also I wanted to drop the F bomb into it just to see if anyone notices.It was meant to be done tonight in class, but the nervous and the technologically challenged went first. I like to pretend that I wasn't nervous at all, which was of course a wee fib and as we over ran I now have till Monday to rejig it.

I may even post it on here, if your really really good......

Friday, December 5, 2008

Who Am I? The beginning

 For the final project of my counselling diploma, we have been asked to do a reflective piece. It is entitled 'Who Am I?,how about that for an daunting title, yikes! Although its the final project, it has been worked on since the beginning of the diploma (supposedly).

What are we expected to do?
You are required to design a project over the duration of the two year Diploma in Counselling course entitled "Who Am I?".

You are encouraged to be as creative as you wish in designing this project.
You may use photographs, films, recordings etc.

You are expected to examine and reflect on the following points as part of your project:

An awareness of your own self-knowledge of your patterns of behaviour and thought processes and feelings.

Effects of history/background on present behaviour and thought processes and feelings.

An understanding of development of 'self', Identity and self concept.

Evaluation of your own reactions on the therapeutic relationship

Own responses and perceptions of client: behaviours, words. thoughts, feelings, body language etc.

Self - analysis of own needs and their effects on the counselling relationship.
How are we going to do this? 
In College: Group Work, Individual Work and Personal Development Groups.
External: Journal, Reading, Other Personal/Professional Development Activities.

I have been collecting all sorts of tidbits to go into this project, but I really need to crack on and get a proper idea of how I want it to flow. The good thing is, that this here blog is a big part of my 'Who Am I' project, which is pretty fortunate for me. I have looked into how to make this project look good and have found a pretty nifty 'turn blog to book' site called Blurb.You just download the book writing/making software and get cracking. The prices seem reasonable and because its such a special project I don't mind forking out extra to make it look really cool. Not that I will be using all the blog for the project, but a fair chunk of it will at least inspire some of its final content. I will be posting a lot of the 'project' on this blog, not all of it, as some will be too personal and other stuff would breach client confidentiality.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

College Notes for today (November 5th)


Today (November 5th) is a directed study day, so I have been on the hunt for more resource tools for my toolbox. See what I did there? Tools for my toolbox, there are metaphors for everything! Unless someone tells me that is not actually a metaphor, but in fact something else?

What did I do with this valuable time, whilst having to listen to fireworks exploding all over the place (it was bommy night). Well I don't like recommending sites willy nilly, and only do so if I truly get something from what I have read. So this is just a brief run-down of some of the good eggs I have found in the huge internet basket.

Good Finds

All the above are online resources for anyone to use, I have started to use all three so will report back in a month or so.

Social network niches
A friend of mine has recently pointed out that there is a social network for nearly everything. I personally am interested in anything that helps with personal development and other counselling topics. Are specific sites a good thing? Do they help? So with that in mind I have being taking a look at these two in particular:
I will be writing a review on them very soon, if you know of any more social network sites that fit into the 'mental health' niche let me know. Any other input on this type of thing would be great.

The Future.
I have been looking into what type of counselling I want to specialise in, there is so much to chose from. I am really drawn to Art Therapy and Children Counselling, so a combination of both would be great. Although in saying that, I would also really enjoy doing personal development work with any age group. I don't really think I will be able to make a clear decision, until I have been out on placement for a while.

Personal Journal Entry
Even though I wasn't in college tonight, I still think I should write an entry for my personal journal. After having a week to think about the group dynamics and getting a chance to vent, I feel a lot better about the situation now. Of course I may feel totally different on Monday when everyone should be back in class, but for now I am cool. Even though I have broken my only personal record for crying in public, which is a strange thing for me to get my head round. I don't feel bad about doing it, well maybe a bit, it just feels new to me.
There are so many resources on the internet and I wish someone would put them all in one place for me. That way I wouldn't waste so much time looking for stuff, well actually I probably still would. So that's another thing that I have to reflect on, oh goodie (not).

After I have caught up on college notes, I will post 'The List'. I am posting a list of all the college like things I have to do before June 09, some should of been done last June (gulp).

Monday, November 17, 2008

College Notes for today (November 3rd)

As Monday is Personal Development work, it is sometimes hard for me to translate what I do in class into a blog post. I shall attempt it nonetheless and hope that I don't make a complete hash of it. This week its the turn of images and words to provoke thoughts and feelings.

Postcards/Photographs/Words that Appeal
In class a whole heap of postcards where dumped on the floor, then we had few minutes to pick out two that appealed to us the most. The postcards ranged from pictures of artwork and landscapes to quirky sayings and famous quotes. I have noticed that images and inspirational words seem to appeal to a lot of people in the land of blog. I wonder how much thought goes into picking the images that you use?

I have used a selection of my own photos and doodles here, because I don't want to mess with anyone's copyright malarkey. Obviously these all mean something to me, as I either drew it or photographed it. 
In class I picked a lovely dreamy view across a lake with the sun setting and a mountanious landscape with an avalanche. The first image made me feel all peaceful and I would of loved to have transported myself to that destination. The second image with the avalanche pretty much summed up how the revelations in group had made me feel.



Words that make you think
A pile of words were shuffled like a deck of cards and we each had to pick one. Once we had our word we had to describe how we react emotionally and physically when we read that particular word. This was harder than I first thought it was going to be. I got the word 'sad' and hmm'd and haa'd when it came to describe how I physically act when I am sad. It was really interesting to see the others describe how they acted and felt on the inside/outside.
If you got the word 'sad' could you put it into words how you act?


Personal Journal Entry
The one that was having a few issues before the October break was not in tonights class, which was annoying because the air needs to be cleared and this whole thing put to bed. Then some that weren't in, when this all kicked off, returned, so that led to more confusion, as they felt out the loop. There was some freedom to speak my mind as the person wasn't there, but over all it was frustrating because it goes on for another week. Even though my head feels more pickled than a pickled cabbage, I still turn up every week and still keep on learning about myself.
Some of the exercises that we do seem to be so simple at first, but the emotion that they bring out is quite amazing. Your head becomes so full of thoughts that it is very hard to put it into words why something provoked such a reaction. Maybe it's because your thoughts are really focused on something that you would normally ignore?

Next lesson is self directed study, so I have a few websites that I want to share.

*Remember I am two weeks behind in notes sharing, so current personal journal entry bit doesn't echo my current mood.

Monday, November 10, 2008

I am the Onion

 Sad Onion

Yes I am writing a post about the Onion, I am the Onion or your the Onion, in fact everyone is the Onion. What's all this about? Well on this diploma course and in all my reading, the onion gets mentioned a lot. Below I have quoted a few quotes that highlight this, that is just some of many references to the stinky globe like vegetable in poetry and literature. Did you know that the Egyptians worshipped the Onion,believing that its spherical shape and concentric rings symbolized eternal life. Too me it goes a long way to explaining what counselling is all about, peeling back those layers and seeing what is underneath. In some cases you are uncovering past traumas that are affecting the here and now, in other cases you are searching for yourself. For some reason I decided to write a poem, not sure why, maybe because it was easier to write that way? Oh and doodles of course! Let me know what you think.

Quotable Quotes:
“Life is like an onion: you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep”
Carl Sandburg quotes (American Historian, Poet and Novelist, 1878-1967)
“Life is an onion and one peels it crying”
French Proverb quotes
“Life is like an onion: you peel off layer after layer and then you find there is nothing in it”
James Gibbons Huneker quotes
"It's toughest to forgive ourselves. So it's probably best to start with other people. It's almost like peeling an onion. Layer by layer, forgiving others, you really do get to the point where you can forgive yourself."
Patty Duke

The Poem
I am the Onion
When you peel back the layers,
will you like what you see?

I am the Onion
I may cause you tears,
but will you still like me?

I am the onion,
Its dark in the ground,
will you dig me out?

I am the onion,
My roots, like feelings, grow deep,
but sometimes I scream and shout.

I am the onion
If I get dropped,
will you pick me off the floor?

I am the onion,
I am all these things,
and so much more.

I am the onion.

Happy Onion

Thursday, November 6, 2008

College Notes for today (October 22nd part 2)

Welcome to part two of October 22nd's notes, it was a veritable feast of knowledge, hence it having to be split into two parts. Well I also wanted to separate this part from the more 'me' part of that lesson, as they each deserve their own space.

After the first part of the lesson, we then went back to the topic of grief and whizzed through some very interesting things. As always, these are just my notes, not actually in-depth posts about these things. I always try to add some extra info links and doodles, because this helps me remember the stuff that I need to look into more.

Rose, my Wednesday tutor, read out this poem about grief, stating that it was one that had just stuck with her from the time she first read it.

Grief Poem by Margot Sunderland:
And when you left.
I hung my lifeless life
Like a long unchosen garment 
In the dark belly of some forgotten wardrobe,
and will you know?
Doodled interpretation of poem by me 
Well the poem certainly stayed with me and inspired the above doodle. 

How did it make you feel? 
Do have you any poems about grief that resonate with you?

Next we dipped our toes into the world of brain chemistry and how it is affected by grief. A lot of this research has gone into how children are affected by grief, focusing on attachment and primary attachment theories.
'Attachment is a process made up of interactions between a child and his or her primary caregiver. This process begins at birth, helping the child develop intellectually, organize perceptions, think logically, develop a conscience, become self-reliant, develop coping mechanisms (for stress, frustration, fear, and worry), and form healthy and intimate relationships' (Allen, et al., 1983).
 The primary caregiver is usually the mother, but could be the father, grandparents or even an unrelated adult.
More info found here and here.

I get a bit flummoxed when I have to think about the chemistry side of it, although it is fascinating. Let see if I can make some sense of it. Oxytocin is the chemical released in the brain that bonds you to your primary care giver, this then releases opioids that make you happy. So when a child loses their primary attachment, they can go into hormonal and separation distress.
Have you noticed when a child is attached to a blanket or toy, they stroke it and soothe themself? This action is meant to release the same opioids that are released when they are soothed by their primary attachments.
Losing a loved one is meant to be as painful and harrowing as coming off heroin, when talking about whats going on with you physically. I guess thats what they mean when they say that love is a drug?

  Other links



Personal Journal entry for october 22nd.
It was such a relief to jump back into theory today, even though grief is such a difficult topic.
You cant help but be preoccupied with your own thoughts of lost loved ones.In fact it has made me realise how much I have avoided thinking about my grandparents and their deaths. If only I knew the stuff that I know now, but then again I am not sure it would of made a difference at that time. We also learnt a few exercises/interventions that were originally designed for children, but also work with adults. Margot Sutherland, who wrote the poem about grief, has written a lot of books for children and how to talk to them about grief. The books are very special and it has really made me think about going down the child counselling avenue.

Next lot of notes will be a bit more cheery.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

College Notes for today (October 22nd)

Today's lesson started with a Personal Development group (PD), because of the nature of last lesson's ending (Oct 22nd). So firstly it was a review of group dynamics and then an opportunity to talk about how the last lesson had ended.

Group Dynamics
(click if you want to see it biggish)

Useful Links

I am doing the October 22nd notes in two parts, as the second part on grief is probably going to be way long. Well actually no probably about it, it will be way long, but with pictures! phew.

Personal Journal entry for October 22nd.
Today I got a chance to react to what was said in Mondays lesson (Oct 20th). Some of the group were missing, so it was good and bad. It was good in the sense that it wasn't as intense, but bad because the rest of the group would have to be filled in anyways at some point. Everyone got to say their piece, but I was still angry and upset, so I just stated how I was feeling and left it at that. I did not feel any better, as I did not get the clarification that I wanted.
Where am I at emotionally now? Still feel upset by it all. On one hand its much much better to sort these grievances out, but on the other hand I want to bury my head in the sand and just hope it goes away. Also will the other people in the group trust me, even though I haven't done anything wrong. In my head I know that this is not even about me, but in my heart I feel hurt. I hate being so emotional about this, I never cry and yet I have two lessons in a row now!
Going through the group development model, does put some things in perspective and I can see the benefits of working through this "storming " process, as it will make the group as a whole better.
I think the October break is well needed, a week off to reflect.
(Yes I know its November, I am playing catch up).

Saturday, November 1, 2008

College Notes for today (October 20th)

In tonight's class we tackled negative emotions and used a bit of art therapy to work through it.
On the whiteboard there were two headings 'Negative' and 'Positive', underneath each one we all wrote what particular thoughts and feelings where being felt/thought at the time. It was interesting to see how easy it was to write under the negative heading and not so easy under the positive.
Here is what we came up with, in its diagrammatic glory (Click to biggify it)
After we had finished writing up things on the whiteboard, it was time to get stuck into some art therapy. This entailed getting some paper and a whole feast of art supplies, then attempting to draw how your are feeling or how a particular negative thought makes you feel.
I choose some colouring pencils and charcoal as my medium of choice, whilst others went for paint. Our tutor encouraged us to work in silence and then put on some chillaxing music.
My negative emotion (click to biggify)
I also had time to do a positive drawing too (click to biggify)
Then it was Personal Development time, which I have nicknamed the Circle of Doom, due to the uncomfortable nature of sitting in a circle without any physical barriers to hide behind. This was an opportunity to look at how the art therapy impacts on a deeper level. As you can tell by my blog, art therapy is something I am really being to enjoy. I have always been uncomfortable talking about my emotions, so the opportunity to put it all into pictures was and is very useful to me.

Interesting links:

Personal Journal
The lesson itself was great today, I got a lot out of it and it also showed me some of the barriers that art therapy may throw up for clients. Some people just don't like drawing, as they feel like they are no good at it. So art therapy my be very cathartic for them to do? maybe. In tonight's class, it was the most simple drawings that said the most. The combination of working on our own, whilst listening to music, also allowed me to really get into it. Art therapy definitely excites me and the more I look into it, the more I see a potential career path.
Although the class was for the most part great, unfortunately it did not stay that way. As the circle of doom (PD group) encourages people to be honest about everything, especially the group dynamics, this can occasionally cause some upset. Tonight it was my turn once again to be upset, as it seems one of the folks in the class does not feel safe disclosing stuff of a personal nature. This in particular was directed at myself and another class mate. To say that I was upset was an understatement, I was flabbergasted, angry and hurt. Whilst on one hand you applaud someone for being brave enough to say that something is making them feel uncomfortable, but on the other I thought 'What about me and how I bloody feel'. This counselling diploma is very intense and I understand how vulnerable you can feel. The group dynamics is very important, as they are your support network. It was being singled out as untrustworthy, I think that is what hurt the most. I would never betray anyone's confidence and I certainly do not gossip about any issues brought up in class. I know I don't need to defend myself, but yet I still feel the need to. So then the time ran out and I was left feeling like shit. This will now have to be sorted out in the next class.
 /sigh.

Friday, October 31, 2008

College Notes for today (October 15th)

Well its all fun and frolics for me lately... Heavy on the sarcasm...seriously....well not really.
The topic today is Grief
In class we had to do some quick research to answer to some questions posed by our tutor, using the net, journal articles and textbooks.

1.What is Grief?
Grief is the normal, natural, emotional reaction to a significant loss. Those back in the ye olde days of France got it right when they defined it as a heavy burden. People often suffer emotional pain in response to loss of anything significant to them ( job, friendship, relationship, home etc), grief usually refers to the loss of a loved one through death.

2.What is bereavement?
Bereavement is the state or condition caused by loss through death. It is the entire period after loss during which grief is experienced and mourning occurs.

3.What is Mourning?
This the way that we express our grief and it heavily influenced by cultural norms. This is another reason why awareness and understanding of other cultures is so important to counselling. As opposed to grief, which refers to how someone may feel the loss of a loved one, mourning is the outward expression of that loss. Mourning usually involves culturally determined rituals that help the bereaved individuals make sense of the end of their loved ones life. This is everything from preparing the body for burial or cremation, to clothes you wear ( black for example).

Trying to define Grief, Bereavement and Mourning proved trickier than I thought, so I hope I have not confused anyone (other than myself)?

4.What is normal grief?
Normal grief is quite frankly a horrid way of putting it, but here we go.
Normal grief is the process of grieving in which a person must acknowledge the reality of the loss, work through the emotional turmoil, adjust to the environment where the deceased is absent and loosen ties to the deceased. How these things are accomplished is an individual matter. Also the amount of time to deal with death is highly individual, but one year is mentioned the most ( That doesn't mean its not normal if it takes a longer or shorter time to grieve).

5.What are the signs that a person may need grief counselling?
I think because grief is such a difficult painful time, its hard for friends and family to see a loved one go through it. This may lead to them suggesting counselling when its not needed. That's not to say you wouldn't benefit from it at all, its just up to the individual.Of course there are some signs that are worth considering after the months have gone by. Physical symptoms such as trouble with sleeping and/or eating and your emotional state impairing your ability to go about your daily routine. Also if you have turned to drugs or alcohol as a way to cope with your grief. (More signs to look out for in Q7)

6.What are some types of loss and grief?
The way that you lose someone can also impact on your grieving process. Unanticipated death- a sudden heart attack, an accident, am act of violence, suicide. Anticipated death- the person may of been suffering from illness for a long time time, so you may experience Anticipatory grief. So the types of loss are, Anticipatory Mourning, Sudden Loss and Complicated grief (more about this below).

7.Are there any links between depression and grief?
There are links between depression and grief, as you are grieving you may experience many depressive symptoms. Such as frequent crying, profound sadness, and depressed mood. Although its painful, normal grief is not a psychological disorder which major depression is. Antidepressants are not usually prescribed for grief as these are thought to inhibit the mourning process, this again is a highly individual thing.
Some syptoms can suggest that a bereaved person is also depressed are: Intense feelings of guilt, thoughts of suicide or preoccupation woth death, feelings of worthlessness, slow speech and body movements, hallucinations of the dead.

8.What are the phases or stages of grief/loss?
This is where things get a little sticky. Grief is definitely a process that you have to work through, but it doesn't just flow neatly through stages. Its worth looking at Elisabeth Kubler-Ross and the five stages of grief, otherwise known as DABDA (Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance). But also be aware that everyone is different and will grieve in different ways.
Read this article

9.What is the difference between grief counselling and grief therapy?
In the book Grief Counselling and Grief Therapy (1991), William J.Wolden. says:
"Grief counselling involves helping people facilitate uncomplicated, or normal, grief to a healthy completion of the tasks of grieving within a reasonable time frame. Grief therapy, on the other hand, utilizes specialized techniques that help people with abnormal or complicated grief reactions and helps them resolve conflicts of separation."

10.What are some techniques that may be effective in grief counselling?
Every counsellor and therapist is different and will have their own techniques. Here is a long list of things that you may expect: Art therapy, Music therapy, meditation, creation of personalised rituals, bibliotherapy (books), journalling, communication with the deceased (through writing, conversations, etc.), bringing in photos or possessions that belonged to the person that died, role playing, bearing witness to the story of the loved one, confiding in close friends/family and participating in support groups.

11.What is abnormal or complicated grief?
Abnormal or complicated grief is when it is accompanied with thoughts of suicide, or of there are psychotic symptoms, such as a loss of contact with reality, or there is significant weight loss or gain.
Someone is grieving in a normal manner may "hear" the voice of the dead person, but the episode is brief and fleeting. Someone with abnormal grieving may continually "hear" that voice. That's just a quick example. This is another subject I am going to have to read more about.
Any questions? Titbits of wisdom from yourselves?


Book recommendations:
1.A special scar by Alison Wertheimer. This is a book that deals with the experiences of people bereaved by suicide.

Things I need to read up on:
1.Multicultural counselling and the importance of symbols surrounding death.
2.Psychosomatic pains in relation to grief.

What else we covered: Just highlighted another chapter to look into, in the world of textbooks, which was the skills and qualities of an effective counsellor.
( Chapter 18 in the An Introduction to Counselling By John McLeod).
That inspired the following doodle

Personal Journal Entry
This was a hard topic for quite a few of the group and its on days like this that its almost a relief to do book/research type work. I think I was especially glad of this, after the intensity of the circle on Monday. There are just some days you don't want to be vulnerable and to seeing other people vulnerable is just as tough.
I don't believe in God, Jesus, heaven or angels, but when talking about grief I doodled myself as an angel. Not sure what that is really about, other than maybe its a nice way to draw death? Of course when training to be a counsellor, you have to keep your heart and mind open to whatever your patients beliefs maybe. So it doesn't mean that you can't work with someone of a particular faith, as its about them and not you. When I tackle the dreaded 'Who am I' project I will be looking my own relationship with religion in greater detail.
Next up for 'College Notes' is :
Art Therapy for Positive and Negative emotions (Oct 20th notes).
Group Process and then back to the topic of grief (Oct 22nd notes).
These will be up in quick succession before Monday, which is my next class.

I also want to say that I love the fact that people are reading my notes, even though it scares me a little bit. I am getting a lot out of it, but wish I could learn things faster. Even though its just a brief glimpse at the topics I cover on my diploma, I hope its not putting anyone off counselling.