The point of no return
There are all kinds of scenarios that relate to the point of no return. It's the same with inner child work.
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The Heart of Us
Karen's Blog
Sliding doors - parallel planes
What if' possibilities ... sliding doors - parallel planes.
I have created this as a self-reflection, journalling piece for you to ponder o
Working with children
Getting to the heart of the problem, Sandplay and Art Therapy support working with children. Springwood Blue Mountains NSW
There is no perfect mother - 'free to be me'
Reflecting on the changes over decades - moving towards feeling free to be me. Impressions of the sad pressures to be a perfect mother.
Anniversaries can be tricky
Anniversaries can be happy or sad - and if trauma is involved, then they can be tricky and bitter sweet.
A Starry Imagining ...
A Starry Imagining is a poem with a visual feast created by Karen Curran, Australia
Heartbreak and grief
Heartbreak and grief are familiar on events such as Mother's Day ... recognising big feelings safely.
A guided imagining visual journey
A short guided journey about the experience of a swing in a garden - for all ages.
A hidden grief - overwhelm
Are you someone who recognises that you have a hidden grief? This grief can be so deep within us that it can surface as overwhelm.
Too many demands on your time?
Do you remember times where you feel as if you have been thrown to the wall? I know that feeling. Too many demands, responsibilities or...
Expectations and judgement
I like to teach others to be curious rather than judgemental. And this applies to when they are thinking of themselves as well.
Taming the dragon
We all have inner dragons. We can choose to feed the dragon - feed the anger within us ... or we can use that power for good.
The wonder of you
A Poem - Mother to a Child ...
Ooohh - today it happened.
It seems like I had been waiting my whole life
to meet you
Musings about life and pregnancy in the 80s
Life in the 70s and 80s was lived differently. In matters of women and babies, it was still a time of 'hiding pregnancy' in frumpy clothes.
Anzac, Rosemary, my grandfather and the 13th Lighthorse Gallipoli
I was 12 years old when my grandfather died. He had returned, from Gallipoli in WW1 like so many, a broken man. And he loved horses.
Why a child might come to therapy
Children need safety to express their feelings without words. Using creative therapies they are able to do this.
The Angel with a broken wing
Allegory with angel wings: A broken wing - but with careful and loving care, it can be made whole or stronger than it was.
Understanding the relationship of soul, body, spirit ...
We are made up of soul, body and spirit - and they all interact with each other.