How are you? Fine? …… I really don’t like this “Level one”

Out of the blue comes BLESSING to this battered old Youth Worker

I recon I was aged 15 when I became a Youth Worker.

Someone saw something in me which was more than a participant - more of a leader!

So I was entrusted with challenges as I facilitated developmental activities with teenagers younger than myself.

60 years on, only pausing for pandemics and such - i have crossed paths with many beautiful humans = and then I get a message this week which hits me for six.

Stings on both cheeks.(THE LOVE KIND OF STING)

I am blessed - it Blesses me as I sit here with cancer rocking my boat (I don’t feel well at the moment) - and I have been given permission to publish here.

I have not seen him since 1985 (or maybe years before?)

There is so much more to share about Rob - he has a fantastic memory from his experiences at the Mayflower Youth Work.

Thanks Rob for this, (I am planning to ask him to share some stories - back in the day).

Thanks to Rob and so many other BHP’s who have held hands with me over the years.

I am rich - beyond beyond ……………..

Pip BHP

Me Too

We can’t read a book by its cover.

Daily I aim to decide where I am ................... and you?

 

Feeling at home - with both hands.

#YouAreBeautiful

Where does your magic happen?

This is a school corridor

A school corridor displaying Blobs in full communication action. 

How beautifully non threatening they are & so easy to learn to read each one - read their non verbal communication = a process of becoming emotionally literate. 

By reading Blobs we can all learn to transpose the skill to real life humans …….. AND SELF!

Talking about this learning = articulating how a Blob is feeling, is a doorway to become able to share our own feelings. 

No dumping them. 

Not exploding them. 

Not fist fighting them. 

But::

Wording these inner being parts of our unique self. 

Get to know these (almost human) communicators by digging into BlobTree.com

The range of tools is amazing & expanding almost daily. 

I reflect on life - keeping myself & you uptodate. I feel like you are holding my hand.

 These reflections below are about 6 months old.

Times have changed.

Today and another day this week I am due to visit hospital to sign up for serious treatment which must cost the NHS thousands of pounds. A step into the unknown!

They must feel I am worth it!

I intend to keep reflecting & learning - and sharing here - because I need to be real & honest.

 

Yes - this IS a picture of me from back in the day. I guess I was in my late teens.

Now I am 81 and feeling it only recently.

I am not my chirpy self in recent days. Today we had our usual daily walk and felt to was hard work with every bone and joint aching.

I has been about one year since I was diagnosed with cancer in the prostate. It won't go away I was advised. My treatment has been to hold back the cancer so it does not spread. Next week I will have another of my three monthly injections of hormones. The idea is to reduce my testosterone which the cancer feeds off.

In the first 6 months I was always saying 'I don't feel ill'. Now I feel somewhat like the list of possible side effects they gave me a year ago. Fatigue. Sleeplessness. Hot Flushes.Strength and muscle loss. Bone thinning etc..

It was world cancer day yesterday so I thought I need to be open and honest about how I am.

 

So I need soul food