I saw my therapist this afternoon for the first time after a year-long hiatus. Last time, I had just started the 6 Changes. When I mentioned it, she asked how it had gone, so I gave a quick rundown. She wanted to hear and emphasize the good news, plus good things I anticipate in the future. We were running short on time when we finally got around ( Read more... )

Visiting the shrink yesterday, I learned she plans to retire next summer. Just my luck: it took a decade to find a psychiatrist who was half-competent and not abusive, and within less than two years I will lose her. Not that she's a perfect fit-talk therapy isn't her focus-but at least she helped identify a suitable medication, and she is ( Read more... )

One day of autumn gloom and immediately it's seeping into my body. I switched on the SAD light this morning, but it's hard to swim against this tide. I need to stay active, but every impulse is to withdraw, be still and silent. I went to Two Rivers today, of course. My larder was bare, so for potluck lunch I took a pot of rice. The other three ( Read more... )

The Rainbow Chorus will perform at Parkminster United Church in Waterloo tomorrow morning. I have to get up at 7:15, so I took mirtazapine a little earlier than usual, but it made me sleepy much more quickly than usual, so I won't be able to write the usual 200 words this evening.

For now, I'll just post this mystery photo. Several people on my ( Read more... )

It seems I've reached a season of transition.

After taking the volunteer position I was initially overwhelmed; those few working hours dominated the entire week. This seemed to confirm my fear that a job would hinder creative endeavours.

But since January I've settled into the groove. Not only that, I adopted my largest project in years: desktop ( Read more... )

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Dies irae, dies illa, dies tribulationis et angustiae ( Read more... )

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