At the Confluence | Counselling, Coaching, Research & Writing

I'm Clare. I’m a counsellor, coaching practitioner, researcher, writer and willow artist. My work is connected by a curiosity about our stories, and how we find belonging and become more ourselves.At the Confluence is a place where stories, creativity and humanity meet.

Through counselling, coaching, creative practice and research, I create spaces for reflection, connection and belonging.

Counselling, Coaching & Supervision

Reflective spaces to explore your experiences, identity and next steps. Currently full for counselling. Supervision training opportunities coming soon.

The Crafty Dragonfly

Handmade willow creations and nature-inspired workshops, rooted in the changing seasons.

Field Notes

Personal reflections on learning, identity, grief, creativity and everyday life.

Writing & Research

Exploring autism, ADHD, identity and belonging through research, writing and conversation.

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Things I’ve learned in 2026. Aged 47.

Love of Learning is one of my signature strengths. I know this because I’m qualified in Positive Psychology and as part of that training very early on I took the VIA Character Strengths survey. I’ve since taken it several times more and consistently, Love of Learning comes up high for me. But I also know it now simply by personal evidence - because I can disappear down a research rabbit hole for hours, become joyfully overexcited about an idea, or find myself announcing a ne

Coming Home: Creativity, Ripening and the Quiet Revolution of Becoming

Some books arrive at exactly the right moment. As a lifelong bookworm, I’ve found this increasingly to be the case. I've been reading Ripening: Why Women Need Stories by Sharon Blackie and, every now and then, a sentence has made me put the book down, stare out of the window and simply sit with it for a while. One idea, in particular, is staying with me. Blackie describes "ripening" as coming home to ourselves. I haven't been able to stop thinking about that. Perhaps in part

A New Year Reflection

This past year has been shaped by both loss and learning, often in the same stride. Losing my father altered my relationship with time. Some days it compresses everything; other days it opens unexpected rooms of memory. I miss him constantly, yet I am also aware of how present he remains in conversation, in story, and in the ways we continue to speak his name. There is something quietly sustaining in that, and something worth tending to. Alongside grief, this year also requir