Everybody knows that the most beautiful people are more loved, successful people are constant waterfalls of money, and real women are thriving, working mothers. Everybody is the weapon I play with in low moments. Do you? What’s your Everybody like? I don’t care what other people think until I decide that Everybody will pity me … Read more
You are never alone. The tree of love that grows from inside of you is with you always. You are never lost. You are connected to the real-time collective wisdom in this dimension and beyond. If you don’t know what to do right now, you will do. Time is an illusion. If you panic about … Read more
What will it take for you to listen to yourself if a pandemic won’t do it? My first reaction of rage when I saw that everything was about to slow right down, turned quickly to silence. If not this, then what? My barely-started novel was still sitting there from when I got back from travelling … Read more
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Unease it was stirring in me and my spouse;
The stockings misplaced, the chimney was bare,
We knew that we had them just couldn’t place where;
The children were jumping with joy on the beds,
With visions of Lego built up in their heads;
I woke up Monday morning in a muddle and a sweat There was something I’d forgotten that I couldn’t place just yet We’d won the pitch on Friday, we’d celebrated hard I’d remembered our anniversary, I’d even bought a card I’d written the presentation for the latest client brief I’d made the kids’ appointments for their … Read more
When we started on our Reconnect Weekends journey we were so excited to be planning an outlet for busy people to take that all important time out. All around us people seemed to be burning out; successful, ambitious, strong people, people we never would have expected could be vulnerable to the threat of burnout. But … Read more
Crouched on the floor, I crumple up a piece of paper and toss it into the plastic sack. The cluttered room watches me, expectant. Perfume lingers in the air; I throw my head back as it seeps up my nose. My eyelids drop shut for a few seconds. I fall back onto the floor, legs crossed, as memories dance around my head.
What is a memory and why do we insist on hoarding objects that reek of the past?
“I don’t want to look stupid”. When you are more worried about your image than connecting with the people in front of you, you limit the value you can add to those people. Discerning people will perceive that a percentage of your brain is dedicated to conveying perfection and another percentage to the shame-guilt when … Read more
This summer I have travelled alone to six different cities. For work and pleasure. I had forgotten how powerful it is to not go with a friend, partner or family. You will lie to yourself as I did: “I prefer to go with someone else, I like sharing experiences”. Of course you do! But here … Read more