Renew Wellbeing

Continuing our series looking at groups with similar aims, Trevor Parsons meets the dynamic Christian charity Renew Wellbeing which, in less than a decade, has grown a network of 260 wellbeing spaces and places where it’s OK not to be OK

In 2010, full-time primary school teacher, mother of three, and enthusiastic Baptist church member and leader Ruth Rice had a breakdown. Suddenly, seemingly inexplicably, it was all too much.

With all that was going on in her life—all which she loved doing—she had simply “forgotten that I was a human being. Nobody else was terribly surprised when I had a breakdown, but I was! Because I hadn’t looked after myself very well. I’d been burning the candle at both ends, and to be honest, church was a big part of that. I wanted to change the world, and I wanted everybody to come to know Jesus, and I wanted to be the best mum and the best wife. And I wasn’t the best anything. And there was a day came that I just couldn’t get out of my bed.”

Recounting her story at a Renew Wellbeing training course for churches organised by the Diocese of London, Ruth says: “The straw that broke the camel’s back—and it still makes me laugh thinking of it—was just trying to think ‘what shall we have for tea?’ I slid down onto the kitchen floor and cried for an hour. I remember thinking: ‘This isn’t right—I’ll just have a little rest.’ And as it turned out I couldn’t function in my life for about a year.”

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What is it to “be alongside”?

John Vallat shares his thoughts on the meaning and practice of our association’s operational name

“Being Alongside” is the operational name which was adopted by The Association for Pastoral Care in Mental Health some years ago. The meaning and practice of “pastoral care” may be the subject of debate. In this short article I am expressing my own views. My hope is that it may encourage others to in turn share their own thoughts, perhaps for future publication in our magazine and on our website.

I believe that an important element of pastoral care or support is “being alongside”. But what does this mean? One illustration is in the Servant Song written by Richard Gillard in 1977. It has been described by Charles Parvey, choirmaster at Holy Trinity, Malvern as being “an expression of the Christian call to community and friendship, marked by selfless service, walking alongside and bearing one another’s joys, sorrows and fears”. Here are some verses from the Servant Song:

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Looking back

The ever devoted Jamie Summers reflects on almost 30 years of involvement in our charity

In the early nineties I was running a drop-in centre linked to Hammersmith & Fulham MIND attracting up to 100 people a day, known as Consumer Forum. I had undergone a traumatic time in early 1992 being admitted to Springfield Hospital with cannabis psychosis—my treatment led to my changing career to work in mental health. Visiting the hospital’s chapel, which reflected my Christian faith, was then dismissed by some psychiatrists as symptomatic of mental illness. It seemed to me that my mental turmoil was tantamount to a tussle with God, who came to my rescue. In Autumn 1995 I met the charismatic Jeremy Boutwood, then Chairman of APCMI (Association for Pastoral Care in Mental Illness), and Pam Freeman at a Guild of Health seminar. APCMI’s ethos mirrored my conviction that much of mental ill health has a spiritual core.

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“Be what you are” – conference address by our recently appointed patron Dr Larry Culliford

Dr Larry Culliford

Here’s a true story. I once created a training programme for medical students, and would ask them to interview a patient and ‘take a spiritual history’, making use of two sets of questions: “Are you religious or spiritual in any way?” And, “Where do you turn for inner strength, courage and hope when things are not going well?” One young man spoke movingly afterwards of how an elderly lady spent a whole hour talking about love. A young woman reported that, in three years as a student, this was the first time she’d come away thinking she’d actually helped somebody. So, just broaching the subject of spirituality can be helpful, and in both directions; for the interviewer as well as the interviewee. To my way of thinking, being alongside is like that. Importantly, it is not doing… It is being.

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History of APCMH/Being Alongside

Calling all historians…… John Vallatt has a long association with the charity and has documented much of its history in 2016. We hope you find it an interesting read.

SHORT HISTORY OF THE ASSOCIATION FOR PASTORAL CARE IN MENTAL HEALTH

(NOW KNOWN AS “BEING ALONGSIDE”)

PART 1.  From Bright Beginnings through Testing Times to the Second Spring (1986 to 1993)

BRIGHT BEGINNINGS

Background.

 Jane and Austin Lindon’s son, who had schizophrenia, had been a psychiatric in-patient for 2 years when Jane realised that he had not received a single visit from a priest during that time.  That was not surprising in the mid-1980s as it was then felt by many, if not most, mental health professionals that spiritual or religious thoughts were delusional or even a symptom of mental illness and that those matters were best avoided.   On the other hand, parish priests and other faith leaders had little experience of people with severe mental health issues and took their lead from the psychiatrists.  It was not unusual for the spiritual well-being of seriously ill patients to be ignored.  Jane, a Catholic, was appalled.  Determined to try to do something about it, she sent a letter to a number of people whom she and her husband, Austin, thought might be interested in helping.  She invited them to a meeting at St Giles Church Hall on 2nd October 1986 at which a steering committee was formed.

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Our struggle with loneliness

In response to an increasing number of people arriving at Southwark Cathedral complaining of loneliness, the cathedral’s day chaplains asked Andrew Wilson to lead them in a group discussion on the problem. Here he shares his contribution to the meeting.

I based my contribution to the discussion around two books I had been reading in lockdown. By way of introduction I suggested that the experience of loneliness was universal, whether it be in the playground perhaps, or the workplace, or sadly even within the circle of family and friends. One commentator writes “ The experience of loneliness is as universal as hunger or thirst. Because It affects us more intimately we are less inclined to speak of it. But who has not known its gnawing ache?” Jesus himself shared in that anguish, as Gethsemane and Calvary lay bare. “Alone, and in silent tears,” he endured betrayal and stigma.

The two books I had read both explored the anatomy of loneliness. The one a novel long-listed for the Booker prize, Real Life by Brandon Taylor, a black, gay American writer, and the other The Shattering of Loneliness, by Dom Erik Varden, formerly the abbot of the Cistercian abbey of Saint Bernard in Leicestershire, and now returned to his native land, to become Bishop of Central Norway.

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Finding myself sectioned

by Aisling Jago

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Editor’s note: We are so grateful to Aisling (not her real name) for providing us with the following unvarnished account of her experience of a mental health crisis.

“Are you sure about this?” he said, as I slid the white gold band adorned with a diamond from my ring finger, and passed it back to him across the café table.

“Yes, I’m sure.” Little did I know that in that moment, Pandora’s box had been well and truly ripped open, and goddamn it, no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t get it shut again.

It was an otherwise innocuous June day in an upmarket, pedestrian borough of South-West London, famed for its yummy mummies, posh smoothies, and chain restaurants.

However, despite the suburban setting, this small action was about to set the wheels in motion for what can only be described as complete and utter hell on earth. Charles Dickens’ Hard Times had nothing on the next few months of my life.

I remember I was dressed in my workout gear: I’d just left a class at my new gym, and had come to see him for this last, final, decisive action over a coffee.

Passing back the engagement ring in itself was such an easy thing to do. It wasn’t so very hard to call curtains on a life that had barely just begun. What I hadn’t bargained for was everything that came next.

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