I remember… There are different forms of recollection – the first and most fundamental, is, ‘I remember,’ when we take images of the past and hold them in our mind’s eye. Ghosts, they dance before us, transient, temporary, some more vivid than others; The second recollection is when an old photo or film is shown;Continue reading “Memory 3”
Here is another interpretation of social media, the past and depression; there is a theory, that social media – Facebook in particular, acts like a memory and experiential sieve. It pulls-out predominantly good experiences and demotes the negatives. This might sound like good and common sense; after all, is that not what we do withContinue reading “Forward and Back *two”
Enjoy the ephemeral.
We were cycling home from Rosh Ha-Ayin, Where we stood amongst the ruins of Antipatris. Oded’s pedal fell-off.
After a while, she walked-off.
Reading Rimbaud in the folly In the valley Of the park That was once threatened With closure; the river runs through a glen of rhododendron.
I am getting to understand Rothsay and Bute & peninsula & island and how, The dog – called Simba, predictably, chased three sheep into the Kyle of Bute; Two survived, one drowned. Basic Life Support is intended for humans.
It was a roof somewhere in upper Aswan, I was trying to sleep With the heat and the mosquitos. ‘brother’ I said to my new friend; he corrected… cousin.
Graham Greene travelled with his aunt; I didn’t go anywhere. The Levellers Saw the whole of the moon, Gene Kelly and I Saw Brigadoon.
At the top of the staircase, books line the wall of my brother’s flat. He’s away. Alone and watering the plants I browse through Naginata & Tetsui-toshi uke & Mr Lee in 1970’s slick, black and white self-defence garb;
Moments, flitting between paint-spattered leaves of tangled box-hedge. Warm night & bottles of Gold Star stashed out of the way. Heat lifts off the pavement and the orange glow of streetlights Illuminates. Door slams and cold tiles Underfoot Lead the way.
OK. It is Dementia Awareness Week 2017. Now, until Sunday the 21st. If you want to see what was going-on last year, look here. Today, we released to the world, via You Tube, our most recent film, focusing on Person-Centred Care and Dementia. Just because you have dementia doesn’t mean you stop being you. DementiaContinue reading “Dementia”
This is perhaps one of the many reasons I did not become a surgeon.
And here is the connection back to Frankl. A safe workplace is joyful. Safety is achieved through the staff having a sense of control of their own lives and meaning for their efforts.
Tabloids love these figures as it allows them to get away with saying… ‘Hospital H – death rate is twice the national average!’ Subtlety is usually lost in these situations.
Transformation is explaining love or hate or fear. Anxiety, hope and tomorrow.
Eat a healthy diet
Get enough sunlight
Get enough sleep
Spend time with family and friends