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Posted in Education, Psychology, Therapy on Apr 9th, 2010
How to Think and Intervene Like an REBT Therapist
Windy Dryden
Routledge 2009
ISBN 978-0-415-48795-5 (pbk) £18.99
I liked this book a lot, partly because it is straightforward and ‘does what is says on the tin’. As you would expect from arguably the UK’s most authoritative REBT practitioner and teacher, the book, like an ideal REBT session, is [...]
Posted in Existential, Health, Humanity, Therapy on Oct 13th, 2009
I recently attended a two-day gathering of several hundred people. This large group could be divided into several sub-groups, with each sub-group thinking that they were the ones who were right, they had the real truth, they were the ‘pure and faithful ones’, they were the ones who could ‘really help’. You would think [...]
Posted in Therapy on Aug 7th, 2009
At the moment, anyone can claim to be a counsellor or psychotherapist in the UK. The titles are not a protected ones, like ‘doctor’. There are, of course, professional bodies that reputable practitioners will belong to. The major professional bodies (the British Association for Counselling and Psychotherapy, for example) are careful to distinguish [...]
Posted in Existential, Faith, Humanity, Mortality, Psychology, Religion, Therapy on Jun 15th, 2009
I caught part of BBC’s Songs of Praise last night. Well, it was on the TV, and I have spent enough years in my former life as an active Christian to have a strong cultural resonance with some of the music, and there was nothing else in particular to do, so I watched.
In the [...]
Posted in Existential, Health, Humanity, Humor, Humour, Productivity, Psychology, Therapy on Jun 4th, 2009
There was a pile of dog poo on the pavement.
As they walked to work, four men trod in it and messed up their shoes.
The first man felt very sad. He looked at the mess and smelled the smell and said to himself: “You know, this just about sums me up. This always happens [...]
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