This morning someone I love told me something I wasn’t ready to hear. I almost didn’t write today because of it. It knocked my core to the point where I almost wondered if I had anything at all worth sharing with you guys. Continue reading
Do you remember the last time you really felt part of something? Not on the outskirts looking in, wondering how best to get properly involved but right in the midst of it all, integral to a movement bigger than yourself?
When did you last feel supported? That there was somewhere to go where people understood what you were trying to achieve and didn’t tell you to be careful, or look at the bigger picture, or that it was wishful thinking? Continue reading
A lot of the stuff I read about following your dreams gives you the same advice – dream big or go home.
I bought in to this for a long time. Or maybe I misunderstood it. I dreamt big. I had big ideas. I wanted to do so much. I read everything I could. I researched. I planned. Then I….didn’t do a lot.
You see, the problem with dreaming big is that there’s an assumption that you have to also act big. Continue reading
When was the last time you celebrated something you’d accomplished?
When I asked myself this question yesterday, the answer didn’t surprise me. I couldn’t remember. After a while I came up with the fact I went for a meal when I got promoted in December. Woop-di-do.
It has come to my attention that most of us do gooding humans have a tendency to beat ourselves black and blue when we do something we think of as wrong but refuse to congratulate ourselves when something goes right. Continue reading
Well Hello!
So it’s been a while since I gave away anything from my therapy toolbox so I figured I needed to change that. Not only am I giving away one of my favourite tools for changing your perspective and feeling good about your next steps, I’m also offering to give you personalised feedback and further questions to explore if you want to submit your form online (just drop me an email to say you’d like feedback once you’ve sent it). It’s completely free with no obligation.
I was sat in my Italian class, a week after arriving in Italy to prove my worth to my parents in my new Italian Liaison role. I moved from the UK to Italy with no knowledge of Italy and, having only been there a couple of times previously, no knowledge of the culture. So far, it was a bit of a culture shock to say the least.
We’re half way through the class when the door flies open and a hot mess of a blonde bursts in and announces (in English – BIG no no in Italian class) that she’s sorry she’s late but she’s here now, which is the main thing. Continue reading
This week, as you may know if you follow me on Twitter, I finally booked my flights to India.
This trip has been five years in the making. Ever since I did my yoga teacher training with my inspirational teacher Conrad Paul, in London, I have wanted to see the ‘birthplace’ of yoga, the one constant in ten years of changes in my life.
It may seem like a small hurdle to have booked flights for two weeks in October but for me, this is a massive accomplishment, both psychologically and spiritually.
The view from Chamundi Hill Palace, Kerala, India, where I will be spending two weeks in October getting Ayurvedic treatments and food and twice daily yoga and meditation 