On aging, going grey, psychedelics and finding oneself

Hello, back again. No particular news, or perhaps too much… It’s been so long since my last post thought I’d better send another while I still remember how.

Housesitting with a demanding but loving collie

Life is slowly becoming easier for me after descending through what felt like a series of rocky abysses. Therapy and entheogens caused me to look again at practically everything from my marriage to my hair colour to who I am really and what I am doing with my life… Scary but liberating! I spend much less time on social media now and more reading reflecting and writing. (Poems, a story about bears and a novel about to germinate).

After years of knowing things weren’t right with me but being too fearful to go into the murky depths of childhood trauma, a couple of years ago I finally went back to therapy and a few months later on a friend’s recommendation tried MDMA for the first time in a therapeutic setting, which was life changing.

Since then I’ve had several psychedelic experiences, gaining a whole new perspective on life and firmly believe in the use of plant medicine for healing, both individuals and our very poorly western culture… It’s sad that the UK is so backward in its attitude to the use of psychedelics, but at least research is being done on how they can help with a host of mental health conditions and addictions.

Lyrics of Schubert’s An die Musik, a love song to art

To ageing – for a year or so I’ve been thinking about a very significant upcoming birthday, initially with dread and regret but recently with more equanimity if not delight. I’m taking the leap of letting my hair go grey after years of dying it brown/ red / blonde (though I do want to spice it up a bit)

There’s so much pressure on women to look young, as all older women know – it feels like a huge step to start to relinquish all that and just be content with whoever you are… trying to embrace the wrinkles is another thing that’s easier said than done – but still trying!

Off to my classical singing class soon, so had better sign off. Singing has become so important to me, a way of expressing something my own words can’t- though technically demanding and always a work in progress! Almost forgot – my sixth book came out last year, The Bad Women – a follow up to The Bad Neighbour, can be read before but ideally after. I hardly mentioned it at the time due to the difficult situation. Let me know what you think 💙🙏


4 thoughts on “On aging, going grey, psychedelics and finding oneself

  1. Good to hear! Sounds like you are a bit behind me in age but can only say that my own life has become so much more interesting since my big birthday, with several things seemingly falling into place now, four years later, thanks to my putting myself out there. Check out Advantages of Age for more great people defying age stereotypes and looking forward to the future! x

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