my 3 year old self, and my precious mum


This photo has lived and yellowed over the years but it remains so precious to me.

It was my 3rd birthday and I was happy in the park with my Mum. Isn’t she beautiful? She too has a three year old self.

Life was simpler then, I know now. Yet I remain fiercely protective of the three-year old self who lives, still, within my current Self. I want to do her proud but I know not how. But I will try as I always have.

Our many selves, both younger and older, exists now, with us. A long time ago I dreamt of my many younger selves and I had a conversation with each and every one of my many selves, telling them that things move on, and it will be Okay.

Tonight, I long for my older Self to tell me, now, that it will be Okay.


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I'm a woman living in London and this blog captures what lands within my sight and connects with my psyche. I expect it to evolve naturally. It is a place I shall visit from time to time and where things that I am touched by deeply will find a soft place to land. As a psychotherapist and a continuing student, most of the articles you shall find here will somehow, in some way, be related to therapy and well-being. I love comments, so feel free to add yours, whenever and however. I wish you well.

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