I agree that is a shocking attitude. My GP pretty much had to talk me into going for counselling i really didnt see the point - i,m glad she did and i do now,but i agree being here is really helpful because it covers so many aspects, not just of our loss but helpimg us be less isolated.
Poppy well done with the piano,i hope you can get back too it soon little and often might be the key.I had an accident which stopped me playing saxaphone,my hands dont like me playing guitar or piano anymore either -but last year i heard some-one playing penny whistle in the village -and thought i could probably manage that so i bought myself one and am trying to learn that instead.
Colouring books i havnt really taken too, i think because in a lot of ways it resembles my job,but also i was never any good with embroidery kits when i did that either - I think fundamentally i,m a bit of a maverick who sees the rules and borders and then sets out to disobey them. But it doesnt really fit into the mindfulness slot when your mind is constantly going off at a deviant angle.
I think maybe my mindfulness or creativity and inner child activity lies in the garden -and my mum and my gran both did a lot of that so i spent a lot of time as a child in gardens,but as a young adult completely rejected gardening as a hobby.Yet here i am now growing my own food like they did,- But I,ve still stepped outside the rules, nothing is in sensible straight rows. At least one pond is compulsory in any garden -i,m not averse to paddling in them (in the name of clearing up) sitting with my feet dangling in them (for no good reason at all but somehow my designs always encompass a space to do that) and still get excited when the frogspawn arrives, rescue it in buckets in the shed if its going to freeze and find the tadpoles fascinating to watch.Still feed waifs and strays of wildlife and pick up flea ridden hedgehogs to rescue them.(no word o a lie i once rescued a mouse from a cat in the house and kept it hidden from cat and adults in a pile of torn up loo roll in my handbag until i could sneak out and release it in a field)
I,m always looking for creative and free ways of grey-water and rainwater harvesting, and composting to develop efficiencys in the africa school gardens project i,m involved in, but principally I,m still playing with water and muck, and the swingball - popular with the grandkids,might occasionally get used when there are no grandkids present (its excercise
) My window boxes are not filled with glamourous blooms, but miniature gardens -just like i made as a child,- and now might be the time to mention the dinasaur park, and the currently under consruction, fairy garden - which will i suspect, feature shiny things hanging from trees and solar fairy lights.
Kite flying, Kayaking,camping in a tent in the garden.
I sometimes wonder what the neighbours might think - Should a "middle aged" granny really be doing this stuff on her own -probably not, but joining the WI isnt for me,and the in bloom comittee rules about window boxes are made to be blatantly disobeyed - i,m not just being childish and doing childish things i,m breaking a lot of the rules of what was a strict upbringing so i guess my inner child isnt totally the same as the real child was either.