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Journal Psychodrama

Walter & Kate Personal Development Psychodrama Group

Kate and I conducted a regular Thursday evening psychodrama group. We have created a free online group since the pandemic to ‘hold the space’. I sent out a reminder for the event at 4:00 today and I thought I’d put it here on the blog. Part of my ‘Journal’ and also, for those in Christchurch who might like to join.

Here is the email

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Bush Journal Photos

Port Hills Plants

I’m collecting images of plants I’d like to grow!

I’ll figure our what they are later.  don’t they look great?

 

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Journal Psyber

Note taking

I am an avid Journaller.  This blog is my public Journal.  I’m  always wanting to improve the note taking process.

I’m now using Obsidian for private notes.  Here is a person who does that publicly, lovely

https://notes.nitinpai.in/Entries/Heaven+of+Freedom/How+do+we+achieve+Tagore’s+vision%3F#Colophon

Love it!

 

 

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Journal Photos

2021 – Ten highlights of a hard year.  In photos.

Ten highlights of a hard year.  In photos.

1. I posted here every month and looking over the posts I see how much I enjoy doing that, especially images.

Easy to repeat a few favourites:

The above are all my efforts, and here is one from a solo tramping trip up the Hope river that was also a highlight:

2. Tramping the Routeburn with Kate

And we went on to do the East Matuki

3. Painting with grandchildren:

 

 

4. Couple therapy Training

5. Theatre of Spontaneity at the Quakers

6. Journal Writing

7. Getting a new cat. Tom.

 

8. Writing an article for the Journal

Click to access AANZPA2021WEB-0721Logeman.pdf

9. Biology Expeditions with Grandchildren

 

 

 

10.  Warming up to a lifestyle transition

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Journal

Identity – personal reflections

I had an insight this week. Its profound, though it will sound like a cliche. I’m not a cliche.

I’ve been sick. That knocked me down a peg. Two weeks of virus. Not covid, got tested. But the feelings that went with the flu were bigger than I used to have with a bug like that. Age. I’m 77. That means the question “Will this flu ever end?” wakes me up, my health is more fragile than it has been, anything can happen. Covid. This year I had psychodrama events planned all over the calendar, and also events with colleagues. In the second half of the year, nothing. Everything cancelled. That was 2021, 2020 was worse. Add this: bypass surgery in March 2020, has taken a toll. In unexpected ways, the surgery worked well, but sleep problems with restless legs creeps in deep every night (pills help). Ah, pills also impact my mood. And the recovery took a long time… perhaps its ongoing. The recovery impacted my relationship with Kate. We grappled with our relationship this year. Successfully. And the outcome is that Kate has leapt into a new phase of self loving. I’m good, but the process has shaken me. We are in a transition: looking for a place where she can live with her horses and her need for rural spaciousness is satisfied. Selling and buying. Loss and adventure. Transition. In 2019 I retired from 50 years of work as a psychotherapist. That means before 2020 came I was already in in a life transition. One that was not processed when the heart attack came along. A retirement transition. Ongoing.

So here is the insight:

A flood of life changes impacts identity.

A sense of identity is built on some things that don’t change. A change here or there can be worked through. Too many and something can break. A fracture in the identity container is a stress.

So now I am falling. Surrendering. Surfing a decline. Perhaps I’ll learn to fly? Maybe there is a landing place?

Those notions are from a poem Kate got from her mother:

“When you come to the edge of all of the light you’ve known, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown; faith is knowing one of two things will happen. You’ll have something solid to stand on, or you’ll be taught how to fly.”

I lack the faith.

But the fall is ok.

 

 

 

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Journal Photos

Unleashed

 

Unleashed

compare to the apple event earlier this year

 

 

 

I did get a new MBP

 

Unleashed indeed

 

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Books Journal Psyber Psyche

The smell of ebooks

I love the smell of ebooks!  I collect them.  I highlight bits.  I pop bits into this blog. I have mostly Epub or Kindle versions.  I convert Kobi to epub  I find audio versions. All that is a form of sniffing!

Lately I have been delighted by Readwise.  They found all my highlights and let me review them a few every few days.  They also import them to Obsidian.  

Where they look like this:

 

The real treat is this: The Next Chapter of Readwise: Our Own Reading App

I’m on the list and I can’t wait!

If you like the smell of books you will get in the queue.

This post is one in the long tradition here of looking at the psyche in cyberspace, this Reader is a revolution in the psyche.

 

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Journal

Hope this finds you well — Inspiration is  a distraction

 

I enjoy Austin Keon’s stuff — one of the newsletters I have not unsubbed from.

Lifted type collages

The thing is I get inspired.  I’d love to do collage like that – I carry around a paste stick — and use it too!!

But

Inspiration is  a distraction.

 

Keep the focus!

 

 

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Journal

Clock

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Bush Journal

Hope River

I walked from Windy Point to the Half-way Hut / Hope Shelter. Loved it.