29/08/2026
The threads we hold — I saw this installation of bobbins of wool last night, a likely nod to historical wool trade in the area.
It felt like an apt metaphor for life.
We can have so many threads running at once — work, relationships, family, hopes, choices, responsibilities. If I think of mine, they reflect as choices I made, choices others made for me, choices that parts of me might like to make and choices that cannot be avoided. Together, they make a rich tapestry: colours and textures all bound together.
I then think of the work I do. Perhaps counselling is the space we step back into, look at the tangle and ask ‘Which threads are actually mine to hold and which ones am I ready to let go of?’
If life feels tangled or too tightly woven at the moment, counselling provides the safe space to start pulling on threads and make sense of the pattern.