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The purple carry-on case got dragged up the mud and stone pathway until we found the most stunning streams of light beaming through the...

Thirty-four years ago when Geoff was a year old I joined him in Barnardos Toy Library service in Tallaght. It was an amazing experience...

I was attending a funeral recently of a distant family member when I was really taken by the fact that funerals, while they are really...

Anyone who knows me knows that I have a son with Down Syndrome. He is a Special Olympics athlete training in three sports. Four years ago...

With the start of my new Meditate With Me Series I thought it would be a good time to share my meditation practice journey with you all...

Multi-tasking is something I used to do so well. But sometimes that activity can have a negative consequence. Well, I was taking off my...

I met Marty a number of years ago when his Dad asked if he could join the Special Olympics swim club I had just set up at the time. It...

The therapists toolbox - a poem by Regina Curley

Losing our mothers is such a significant time in our lives, filled with trauma, anxiety and overwhelm. Here I take a look at my mother