#MHAW17 What more can be done? Part 3

“We can’t help everyone, but everyone can help someone.”—Ronald Reagan.

A quick scan across the political and social landscape and you might recognise that things aren’t hunky dory. The divide between classes feels ever wider, those that can afford therapy and those that don’t have much of anything; issues that existed in the time of Dickens still exist today. So how do we bridge that divide?

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#MHAW17 What more can be done? Part 2

We all have a story to share that may be the lynchpin for someone else’s enlightenment. We all have a way of expressing how to support, and how to receive that support effectively, so the opportunities for making a change to our model of compassionate interaction is infinite!
Read my story of The County Line Man, the contrast between (I want to say good and evil, but that’s simply childish I’m told, so we’ll go with…) aware and not-so-aware. Just one of many anecdotes from LEJOGLE that have altered my view of this world.

If you could do one thing each day to strengthen your awareness of the matters of mind, the health of your mind, would you do it? Continue reading #MHAW17 What more can be done? Part 2

A step forward

Welcome to the first post for Fierce Mind since the travels of LEJOGLE almost a year ago. Since that adventure much deliberation, contemplation, reflection, and frustration has occurred over one simple question: so what happens next? The frustration angle, though perceived as a bit of a negative view for some, did in fact give rise to problem … Continue reading A step forward

Bright lights, dark faces

Bright lights, dark faces, a theatrical stage or an interrogation; which response will this be, paranoia or exhilaration? Tracing my thoughts back to the steep, winding climbs of the Berriedale Braes, the heady heights of the cliffs of Caithness, the storm into the harbour at John O’Groats where even the island of Stroma was hidden in … Continue reading Bright lights, dark faces

Rolling South

I started this blog post less than a week ago and I’m so very glad I didn’t post it. If there’s something I’m learning (intermittently), it’s that I cannot always rely on my own advice and judgement. Much to my own dismay. My opinions, my feelings, my emotions are not merely clouded, they are cloaked in … Continue reading Rolling South