I had the uncanny sense of having met my mother for the first time on the morning after her death. I noticed how I didn’t knock before entering her bedroom; there was now no need. The curtains were open as though she were greeting this morning like any other. As I sat down between her … Continue reading The creation of my life as death.
Author: Glenn Nicholls
My writing is based on conversations I've had with myself and other people over the last twenty years or so whilst practicing as, and becoming a Nietzschean Psychotherapist.
The day my therapy went up in smoke.
I was not there when my therapy went up in smoke. Like most transformations, although it appeared as a moment, it was the manifestation of a much longer process. And whilst I did not witness first hand the incendiary moment, my therapist was able to tell me about it. I cannot remember what we were … Continue reading The day my therapy went up in smoke.
‘What am I paying you for?’
I have often wondered what you pay for when you pay me for psychotherapy. Perhaps: You pay me in the hope I cannot be bought. You pay me since not paying me would seem even odder. You pay me so you do not owe me, even if you think you do. You pay me to … Continue reading ‘What am I paying you for?’
Inner Voices
A very short story about a man, a stranger and a herd of goats on a hill-side discussing internal voices, exorcism, angels, demons, multiplicity, integration, healing, listening, the self, the Bible, walking and amongst other things, animal husbandry.
Become invisible to stand out.
This blog is about an interview I went to hoping to get work as a leadership and executive coach. It describes how the act of making myself invisible enabled the interviewer to see me.
Nietzschean Psychotherapist 