Ripple Effects Counselling and Psychotherapy

10/11/2025

If the thought of Christmas feels like this for you, then let's work on some strategies together which can change the way that you feel.

26/12/2024

Christmas can be a hard time for many people for a myriad of reasons; if you'd like to talk, then book in for January

31/07/2024

When the world throws you answers like this, then sometimes it helps to have someone that cares WHY you're sad and wants to help you feel better. Bonus points if you enjoy sarcastic humor; I can offer you both 😉

14/05/2023

This is a post for all of you mother-less people out there. Today really can be one of the hardest days of the year for those who've lost their mums. I hope that you found some joy and some support if there were tough moments today. The years may pass, but the waves of grief and loss can still feel so very intense. If you need to talk or would like some support, then give me a call; I'd be happy to see you and to support you on your journey.

01/03/2023

Perfectly put by AA Milne; if you are having a difficult time and just need a space to 'be' then give me a call. I'll walk beside you at your pace.

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"Today was a Difficult Day," said Pooh.

There was a pause.

"Do you want to talk about it?" asked Piglet.

"No," said Pooh after a bit. "No, I don't think I do."

"That's okay," said Piglet, and he came and sat beside his friend.

"What are you doing?" asked Pooh.

"Nothing, really," said Piglet. "Only, I know what Difficult Days are like. I quite often don't feel like talking about it on my Difficult Days either.

"But goodness," continued Piglet, "Difficult Days are so much easier when you know you've got someone there for you. And I'll always be here for you, Pooh."

And as Pooh sat there, working through in his head his Difficult Day, while the solid, reliable Piglet sat next to him quietly, swinging his little legs...he thought that his best friend had never been more right."
A.A. Milne

Sending thoughts to those having a Difficult Day today and hope you have your own Piglet to sit beside you 🧡

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18/01/2023

Atellier gallery have joined me in the other rooms upstairs and had the original Rimu floor restored, and wow - it's come up beautifully 😊

09/01/2023

Hello everyone, welcome to the new year. For any couples out there struggling at the moment with communication issues, power imbalaces or who would like to improve on what you already have, then quote this post when you book a session together in January to receive $10 off your first session.

24/12/2022

Merry Christmas everyone; I have felt blessed to walk alongside many of you on your journeys this year. I hope that if you are celebrating the season, then it is merry. Appointments are available in January for anyone wishing to book a session.

26/07/2020

I sit in the comfortable leather chair, feet reclined, and try to count my blessings. A single salty tear runs down my cheek, and then another until my vision begins to blur. Through the baby monitor I can hear him crying again and I know that I must go to him. But I don’t want to. The tears begin to cascade down my face now, as I stand, trying to blink and compose myself.
I grab some toilet paper and blow my nose, because we have run out of tissues. It feels scratchy but I don’t care. I go into his room and I pick him up, making gentle soothing sounds as I try not to let my tears soak into his sleep suit.
We sit down in the chair and I unclip my singlet to offer the only comfort that I really know how to offer. He takes it. I wish I’d brought the toilet paper with me, because now my nose is dripping on him as well as my tears. I turn my face away and grab one of his t-shirts to wipe my eyes and nose with. I feel ashamed for doing this, but I will wash the t-shirt tomorrow. I love him so very much; this
tiny human. But I also just want him to go away. I cry harder as I admit this to myself. I feel like I have lost who I am. I haven’t slept properly for over a week now, and I’m not very rational or nice to be around. I start to wonder if maybe my family would be better off without me around. Maybe they’d be happier. I shoo this thought away as I know deep down that this isn’t true. I’m feeling very confused; how can I love someone so much and yet want them to go away so much as well? I must
be a bad mother. A terrible human. I feel sorry that this baby has me for a mum. I feel like I can’t do anything right.

Then he looks up at me with those little eyes and I melt inside again. I touch his cheek as he closes his eyes and goes to sleep, then I place him down in his cot gently and go to bed without a shower again. This is the shadow time. I’d like it to go away now.

I lie in bed and I can’t sleep, but I close my eyes anyway and hope tomorrow might be better.

Post natal depression is dark and real and
awful. It can rob some people of everything.
But there is help! Talking can be that one thing that bridges the darkness. Figuring out how things became so dark, and then finding the light again is monumental; I know how it feels and I can help with finding that light.

12/06/2020

Are you suffering from the effects of grief, trauma (past or present), abuse, anxiety or depression?
Do you need a safe space where your thoughts, feelings and experiences can be heard?
Do you find that you're often having intense responses to certain situations, but you're not sure why?
If you answered 'yes' to any of the above, then I can help you on your journey of healing.
Let us discover your ripple effects together, and find your stones that cause them.

29/05/2020

Will be moving to a new convenient location in Trafalgar Street soon.