Tag Archives | illness

I’m on Radio 4 on Sunday

I have been interviewed as part of a half-hour program presented by John McCarthy (yes, the John McCarthy who was a journalist in the Lebanon hostage crisis) on being ‘In the world, but not of the world’.

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Dancing with the darkness

I cried because I love blogging, and it’s such a lifeline – and I cried because at the same time a part of my soul leapt and said, ‘yes, I need rest’

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Cocooning

I find it hard to know when it’s ‘resting’ and when it’s ‘resistance’.

I find it hard to know when to know if I’m feeling lethargic because the demons are whispering that I have nothing to share with the world, or if I’m feeing lethargic because my body is whispering that it needs longer to recover.

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Brokenness under the skin {guest post}

Half an hour earlier, I’d sent my wife and kids off to school. Normally I’d get up before they went but it’d been a bit chaotic so I was grabbing some breakfast, and about to go for a shower.

“I’m in an ambulance. Sam has had a massive seizure. Get to the hospital.”

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Left Behind

We were at the back of the hall, both of us, huddled up, our backs against the wall. Her coat smelt faintly of the secret cigarette she’d smoked before she came in.

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