Phil version 2.0

  “... Taking me into a place Where they turn my life down” (Jorma Kaukonen 1969)  As anybody who has read a few of these posts will have gathered, my motivation for their contents is often, some things that I have, recently been doing.    Yesterday afternoon, was spent playing the synthesizer.   Now I find it quite challenging to play and programme a single synthesizer. Trying to do it with these 3 at the same time, is another thing altogether! Nevertheless, I was trying to do it!   This is actually quite reflective of an issue that troubles Phil v2.0 – namely,  too much going on at the same time.   This can be either,  doing too much or thinking too much.   So far as the former is concerned, this is not a very big problem and I have developed strategies to address this, including detailed and self-articulated, forward planning of future activities, so as to space them out.   Further, our lives are easier in this respect - we know when we are engaging in too much physical activity bec

“Professionally” brain injured!   On, various occasions over the last few years, I have been afforded the opportunity to share my “brain injury survivor story” with (mostly – but not exclusively) those who provide care to such affected individuals. A major recipient of this, has been actual and potential members of the occupational therapy profession.   If I may summarise, some of the things that I have been up to:    ·  F First, of course we have this blog...   ·        Going back a little while, now - I was given the opportunity to present “my story” to delegates at a regional Royal College of Occupational Therapists event. Seemingly, this was well received and as a result, I was asked to deliver a similar presentation, as the closing plenary speaker at the 2019 RCOT national conference. In addition, I was involved in the delivery of a smaller group session, in the same conference.   Here I was – ready for action!     ·   I  I have also, jointly delivered two lectures to occupational

“Let me  immerse  myself Immerse  myself in other feelings” (Sacart 2015) The word “immerse” in the above lyrics, does not imply that the motivation behind this post, is yesterday’s repair of my immersion heater. It is actually something rather different - and I hope that the thinking behind, my selection of these words, will become apparent, later on.   At risk of losing any “Stockport Man” credentials, that I might have held, this instalment, is actually quite  “arty and sensitive ”!   Its motivation is nothing more, than a couple of examples of my aesthetic appreciation, that have arisen, this week.    “Aesthetic appreciation” can, I think be otherwise expressed as  an admiration of beauty.   One thing that has become more important to Phil v2.0 is such an “admiration”, and I am learning to go out of my way to  notice and appreciate more of the beautiful.  I have of course, got more time for this now, and that is a good thing, as I find that beauty,  helps to fill an emotional gap.