Broken Pot Counselling

Broken Pot Counselling A safe, confidential space to share what is on your mind. I am degree qualified counselor, using a range of techniques and specialising in Grief work.

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I am Valeria (Val) Morahan. Using my own lived experiences and my Degree in Counselling, my aim is to provide you with a safe, non-judgmental space to talk, cry, laugh or simply sit with me. I specialize in grief and bereavement through the loss of a loved one or pet. When you think about it, a lot of life can be about this too; losing a job, marital challenges, moving house, identity, a

ging, illness and self esteem issues. They can be all losses of a sort. Working and volunteering in the bereavement, aged and palliative sectors has brought me into contact with amazing people. Their lessons and experiences have been of great value to me and I am forever grateful to them. If you are experiencing anxiety, relationship demands, stress, or difficulty navigating through decisions and emotions I provide a physical and mental place for you to be you. If you are struggling through depression, chronic pain and feel you aren't heard, I am here to listen to work with you to enable you to tackle these concerns. Remember, it's not the baggage we carry around with us...it is HOW we carry it. I use a selection of what we therapists call modalities and theories. Everyone is different so I intend to get to know your unique situation and apply what I/we feel can work for you. Look, therapy can be hard work. there will be days you wonder why you embarked on it. It can be rewarding, challenging, down right depleting, but it is my hope that what ever course we take together, you will emerge lighter, happier and more able to engage in life in a satisfactory way. This doesn't mean you can expect to be seeing me for months, years. Sometimes your situation may just need a tweak and off you go. What it does mean is your commitment. It's a little like giving up an addiction. If you aren't ready, well I won't drag you kicking and screaming. Why Broken Pot? No, it has nothing to do with the perception that people undergoing mental and emotional stress are 'crack pots'. It comes from the ancient Japanese tradition of Kintsukuroi, where a broken pot is rebuilt and in the old days mended with gold. In a therapeutic sense, a person who has been chipped away at, where they feel broken, they can be rebuilt. They will be different sometimes, their brokenness can change them. We seek to bring these broken pieces together with the understanding and faith that you are more valuable for having been broken. Our experiences through life change and remake us. The lessons we learn give us more value. And we can give to others when we are able. So this may mean that once we have made sense of our lessons and integrated them into our own lives, we become better friends, lovers, partners, parents and community members.

08/10/2023
23/08/2022

"Before I begin, this post is not seeking sympathy. It is merely trying to shed a little light on the total weirdness and unpredictability of grief. Those who have experienced deep loss already know. But for those who have not: I washed the orange cup today. 'The orange cup' is not a metaphor. It’s a small, plastic cup—one of several in a multicolored set. It is perfect for the bathroom sink. It’s just big enough for a sip of water in the middle of the night, or to wash down daily meds. I had not washed it since before January 1st. Before you get too grossed out, I had not used it either. You see, that little orange cup is the last thing in the house that Mark’s lips touched on January 1st, before he was loaded into an ambulance, never to return. I had picked up the orange cup several times before, thinking it was time to wash it and put it away. But each time it wasn’t. I would hug that little cup, cry a little (or a lot), and return it to the counter next to the sink. It wasn’t time to wash it—until today. Today, I washed the cup. When my mother died, her house coat (bath robe) was hanging on the back of the door in the bathroom. When my Dad died 5 years later, it still hung in the same spot. He had given away or tossed a lot of Mom’s items, but just not that house coat. Had he lived another 10 years, I think it may still have been there… or maybe not. Deep, profound grief is just weird. So, keep that in mind when you wonder why grieving people do (or don’t do) what you think they should do, or what seems normal. Grief is really weird. They’re just not ready to wash the cup."

Credit: Amy Boardman Rejmer

07/08/2022

Psychological domestic violence is like having an already low 'psyche' immunity. The abuser is like an auto immune disease or
cancer if you will, which invades an individual through their lowered barrier...and it grows and grows...until the individual can no longer function as themselves.

Wisest words
09/07/2022

Wisest words

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