Pet Bereavement Therapy by Glebe Medow Counselling

23/07/2025

The start of any therapy journey can feel like a slow walk through thick mist, for both the client and therapist, often so thick you can not see through it....(yet) 💚

Your client might seem shut down, avoiding eye contact, offering a quiet shrug with their shoulders, or simply meeting questions with “I don’t know" or "Fine."
Sometimes however, silence fills the space more than words can do. 🤎

You might find yourself questioning, is any of this reaching them? Are we getting anywhere at all? Do they understand? Why I'm I doing this? ❤️‍🩹

But here is the thing, there is so much bravery in that stillness, just sitting with it and for the client to own it, it is so powerful.💙

It takes courage just to turn up. To sit with a stranger and stay. 🩶To start the slow work of opening up and to build that trust, even if no one says it out loud, this to me is empowering. 💛

Progress doesn’t always look like big breakthroughs. Sometimes it’s a slight shift in body language, a second session booked, a small and tired smile at the door.💜

If you’re sitting in that quiet stage, unsure if you’re making a difference, keep going.🩵

You are... ❤️ More than you know 🩷

©2025 Glebe Meadow Counselling

Pet Bereavement Therapy by Glebe Medow Counselling

21/07/2025

Empathy often or can often grow from deep hurt, deep emotional pain. When you have been through real pain, it is easy to shut down and turn cold, but choosing to stay open, to care, to still feel for others, that to me takes real guts and real courage.

Empathy isn’t weakness, it shows a heart that has been through the worst, somehow put itself back together, and still keeps beating and feeling.
We often recognise each other’s pain because we know our own, at least that is what I'm capable of doing!

So if you come across someone who’s gentle and kind in a harsh world, know this, they have probably faced their own darkness and decided not to let it shape who they are.

Be kind always 💛

©2025 Glebe Meadow Counselling

Pet Bereavement Therapy by Glebe Medow Counselling

19/07/2025

From broken to growing. Mine, Ours and Your journey truely matters.

Some days, you feel like you’re just about keeping your head above water. Other days, you catch a glimpse of your own quiet strength, you made it through, those days are so personal to myself. Life isn’t always about big, dramatic changes. Sometimes it’s just about getting through the next moment, the next breath, the next step, whatever the hurdles you somehow muddled through it.

Maybe lately, you’ve found yourself thinking, “I’m broken and helpless.” That voice can be loud, especially when you’re tired, overwhelmed, or carrying more than anyone sees. But what if that’s not the full story? What if you could start shifting that message you know, even gently, to something new like this,
“I’m growing and healing.”

This isn’t about slapping a smile on and pretending everything is fine. You don’t need to fake strength. Real growth isn’t shiny or perfect. It’s raw, it’s messy, it’s crying in the shower and still turning up for the people you love. It’s choosing to keep going, even when you don’t know how, you are human after all you hear yourself saying right.

If you work with others, care for your family, or simply try to survive each day as they come, you’re already doing something brave. You’re showing up! Even when your hands shake, even when you feel like giving up, you are doing the work, even when no one sees it, you are there in the moment, so give yourself that bit of credit.

And you so deserve to hear this, and you deserve to say it out loud because
You’re not broken.
You’re growing.
You’re healing.

Even if it doesn’t feel like it, YET.

So next time that voice whispers “I’m broken and helpless,” maybe you can whisper something back:
“No. I’m growing and healing,"
and that is enough, give yourself allowance to move forward and feel those powerful words "I'm growing and healing."

©2025 Glebe Meadow Counselling

Kathy Ingeborg Paulsen-Russell

15/07/2025

07/07/2025

🐾 In 2021, Carlos Fresco climbed Mount Pen y Fan in Wales — pushing a cart with his dog, Monty.

Monty, a Labradoodle, was battling leukemia. He couldn’t walk anymore… but he still loved his adventures.

So Carlos gave him one last ride — up his favorite mountain.

As they climbed, strangers joined in — some helped to push, others simply walked alongside.
It wasn’t just a hike. It was a farewell.

Days later, Monty passed away peacefully at home.

But his story traveled the world — a quiet, beautiful reminder of the bond between humans and animals.

Unconditional love. Loyalty. Letting go — with kindness.

Because sometimes… the greatest gift you can give, is one last journey together. 🐾⛰️

You’ll also love this article 👉🏼 https://wonderae.com/story-of-a-lady-who-traveled-daily-to-see-homeless-dogs/

Credit goes to respective owner

22/06/2025

"When you lose a dog, where does all that love go? The routine, the way they filled the quiet spaces in your day—what happens to all of it? They may be gone, but those feelings remain, lingering like a shadow searching for a place to settle. You still expect to hear the soft thud of their paws on the floor or feel their warm breath beside you, but it never comes. All that love you poured into them now has nowhere to go, leaving you with an ache, heavy and still, waiting for something that won't return. It's a peculiar kind of grief, losing a dog. You lose more than just a pet—you lose a part of your everyday life, a constant companion, and suddenly realize how something so simple could leave such an enormous hole behind. Those feelings don’t just vanish; they hover, untethered, seeking a place to rest but never quite finding it."
R.M. Drake - Dog People

Artist: Jurga Ryan Art

Pairing by Whispers from the Heart

15/06/2025

“You handled it so well,” they said. But the truth is, I didn’t, we don't.

I so often hear this "I lost a part of myself when I lost them. I smiled through the pain, broke down in private, and carried a grief no one could see." and that in it's own way is so incredibly sad.

Pet loss isn’t just the end of a life, it’s the quiet, aching absence of unconditional love, of daily routines now hollow, the presence of a wagging tail no more.
Grief for a pet is real, deep, and often in some cultures misunderstood.

In this space, you don’t have to hide your pain or pretend to be okay. You’re allowed to feel it all, just as you are, with gentleness and without judgment. You don’t have to handle it. You just have to be, and let your heart be held with compassion.

Be kind always 💛

©2025 Pet Bereavement Therapy by Glebe Medow Counselling

Glebe Meadow Counselling

07/06/2025

I truly and wholeheartedly believe in the truth of this statement:

"Crating will not resolve your dog’s separation anxiety. In fact, it can often make things worse. While crates may offer structure for some dogs, for those suffering from separation-related distress, confinement can amplify their fear, panic, and confusion"

Far from being a calming solution, crating can intensify trauma responses, fuel feelings of helplessness, and damage a dog’s trust in their guardian or owner. I belive that over time, it may even lead to a broader mistrust of new experiences, environments, or people, creating a pessimistic worldview rooted in fear rather than safety.

Separation anxiety is a deeply rooted emotional wound, not a behavior to suppress I feel. Healing begins with understanding, patience, and support, not with walls, no matter how padded or well-intentioned it might be.

©2025 Pet Bereavement Therapy by Glebe Medow Counselling

☆ Photo of my wee crazy 🤪 man, who has never been crated.