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I Hate to Call it a Disorder – finding out I had ADHD at 57
6 mn read Ivan Pope is a writer, artist and long-distance cyclist who lives in Brighton. He originally graduated from Goldsmiths College Fine Art BA.
Wellness
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What the hell is Tre?
4 mn read TRE (Tension and Trauma Releasing Exercises by Dr David Berceli) is a somatic stress management tool I had experienced once, about ten years ago.
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Outrage Column: Concern versus Care
5 mn read Does showing concern mean that you care? Does caring mean that you must be concerned?
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Every day, In Every Way, It’s Getting Better and Better and Better
5 mn read Sex gets better with age. Hi, I’m Nicola Foster, as Sex and Relationship therapist I spend my working days talking about sex.
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An Unexpected Hospital Stay in the Middle of the Pandemic
9 mn read Foolish me. I presumed I had it under control at 85. I planned to live for about ten more years and then, in my mid-90s, die of a heart attack.
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I Took Up A New Exercise in Lockdown – Natural Movement
4 mn read This article came about from my answer to one of Rose’s questions within the group back in March – ‘Have you taken up anything new for exercise in Lockdown?’
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Why Conscious Breathing Does it For Me
5 mn read Conscious breathing and meditation/mindfulness are becoming more popular, and even more so now, as we look for ways to manage challenges of isolation and lack of connection during lockdowns.
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The Joy of Sleeping Separately
4 mn read Sleeping as I get older is a huge thing!!! If I don’t sleep, then I am likely to be grumpy, reactive and extra-feisty. All day. I’m sure you agree.
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The Vaccination Story
6 mn read Each generation leaves a legacy behind them – there are tales of love and war, myths of gods and goddesses but it is only written or oral words that can really give us a real narrative of what happened.
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Why I Love Cold Water Swimming…
6 mn read I can recall the sheer excitement of seeing the first glimpses of the shining sea, the squeals of joy as the salty air rushed up to my nostrils and the utter happiness of splashing about in the water, riding on my dad’s sandy back as he swam out and then being towed back in towards the shore.
