Kia ora te whānau … whaddup homies
Got back from beautiful Banff yesterday, where I spent a little too much of the remarkable International Symposium for the Neurosequential Model of Therapeutics stumbling about in an overtired state, searching for English Breakfast tea, or fighting back tears. Oh, unless it was one of those moments where I simply succumbed and had a wee cry.
Perhaps I could apply Dr Perry’s excellent awareness of biological rhythms and accept that fluffing around with the circadian rhythm of wake/sleep (not to mention leaping across the equator and confusing summer/winter) is bound to create discombobulation.
So more links will follow when I have caught up with myself. Right now I’m practicing compassion, and housework. x x x