As the leaves begin to fall, my practicum gathers pace. One of the paradoxes as I move to applied work in counselling is that the more I experience, the less I can write about it. In my first meetings with the people I’ll be in conversation with for the next few months, we always review the limits of confidentiality: a substantial threat of harm to self or others, the abuse

The weather has been noticeably cooler in the last two weeks, with occasional rain. Summer hasn’t quite come to an end, but there are very clear hints of what is in store: the last peaches and first apples in the markets, a hint of red and brown in the leaves of trees that you try to tell yourself is a result of the heat stress of those burning days of