The recovery ‘journey’ may be a cliché, but there are few better ways of understanding the ups and downs, the twists and turns, involved in finding one’s way back to full health. The journey is a hard one, but sometimes the most difficult part is not looking too far ahead, learning to focus on the path under your feet and to find companions to share the highs and lows along the way.
There's a difference between learning about recovery and understanding. Sometimes it takes a set-back to help the penny drop and grasp what being guided by your body really means.
Every journey to recovery has its setbacks, unbearable times of slipping backwards when it's hard to keep faith and hope alive.
A weekly walk in the woods brings a welcome respite, perspective and calm in a crazy world.
Against apocalyptic headlines, my garden is a refuge and source of perspective and solace.
Gardening folklore is an endless source of fascination. Do you know who the Cold Gardeners are and why they matter in May?
My personal experience of the powerful pain-relieving powers of a beautiful space made sense once I understood the mechanics of chronic pain.
In uncertain times a garden can be a source of food security as well as emotional well-being.
The coronavirus has turned life upside down and created strange contrasts between physical isolation and a widespread resurgence of the need for community. It has given me much food for thought on my own tightrope journey back to a healthy balance between self-care and care for others.
The hardest gardening task in March is to hold back. The hardest part of recovery is to acknowledge that you are not quite there yet, but take heart, both spring and a return to full health are on the horizon.
Being cold and exhausted is a common part of fibro/CFS/ME. Don’t accept and learn to cope, learn why you’re cold and how to deal with it.
It's easy to become caught up in destructive moods and thoughts, brought on by past experiences, and to miss the calm and beauty around us now. Birds have a wonderful way of catching my attention and bringing me out of these dark places into the beauty of the present moment.
