Yup, Louie looks like the bad guy sitting on the low-end of the teeter-totter; Victoria seems the perfect , suffering saint. Look again! At first glance, the relationship looks bleak. Victoria, with low self-esteem and a victim complex, is in an emotionally abusive relationship. Louie, her husband does love her but he is a miserable…… Continue reading The Teeter-Totter Syndrome: Saint vs. Sinner?
It is especially important for people of faith to understanding mental illness, putting away all condemnation for those who appear to be lazy or lacking in faith, hope and joy. If you ever went to camp as a child, singing delightfully annoying songs around a campfire, perhaps you can remember an especially irritating song with…… Continue reading There’s a Hole in My Bucket, Dear Liza, Dear Liza
I received free cognitive therapy because I was surrounded by a crew of little people who greeted each morning with wonder and awe. They delighted in the smallest blessings, blessings which come from God. The fleeting dream that eludes many of us is happiness. We are running around, miserable in our insular little worlds, only catching…… Continue reading Taking off Our Dung Coloured Glasses
. Laughter is one of the first things that we learn. Humor is infectious, especially roaring laughter. Not only that, when laughter is shared, it brings people together by breaking down social barriers, self-consciousness and facilitates intimacy. Laughter triggers physical changes in the body by strengthening our immune system, boosting energy, diminishing pain…… Continue reading God’s Laughter
Your mind can be peaceful and calm as this lake Quotes on my fridge that cut worry off at the knees. Thomas Merton, a Trappist monk and prolific writer, was once asked how you could tell if a person had gone through inner transformation and could say with St. Paul, “no longer I that lives but Christ…… Continue reading Humour + Faith Stops Mental Kung-Fu
I am wired to function emotionally just like a vacuum cleaner,sucking up all my children’s pain. Likewise, my children are compassionate vacuum cleaners as well, who attract other people’s negative emotions. They are all aware that they learned this dysfunctional behaviour not only from observing Michael and me in action but also because they have inherited this trait from…… Continue reading Playing God