This autoethnographic article explores my personal reflections when I was a newly qualified counsellor contemplating the prospect of...

I often think back to the day I introduced puppets into my practice. It wasn’t planned; it was more of an instinct. A child, lost in the...

Ezra sits at a dimly lit oyster bar, staring at the glistening shellfish. Each one is a world unto itself — the jagged, weathered shell...