Lately I say sorry a lot less. That may sound like I’m saying ‘lately, I’ve turned into a bitch’, but no, actually I used to say sorry for no reason. Most of my sorrys actually meant ‘I’m sorry to be such an inconvenience to you’. Even when asking a complicated question to …
When trying to write a blog post about love and fear, I was struggling to really capture the essence of what I wanted to say. But then I was passed this wonderful Cherokee saying which says so eloquently what I was aiming at: ‘One evening an old Cherokee Indian told his grandson …
I used to want to be a surfer, I would imagine living the lifestyle, having connection with friends, nourishing myself with the sun, being fit and healthy, being adventurous. I used to dream about it without any limiting beliefs, even though I’d never even tried it. I used to dream like that …
I threw my oversized hood up over my head at ten to eleven this morning and shuffled out the door. Peeping out from under the hood I dodged the endless rain and jumped over the torrents running down the hills of central Brighton. Decaf latte with soya milk in hand (I am …
I used to think that people with exciting and interesting jobs were living a life that I couldn’t attain. I used to make up stories that it was too late for me to do what they’ve done and I’d feel depressed and despondent. I used to come up with elaborate routes to …
I have a little flame that lives in my chest and becomes brighter and bigger when I feel free, at peace, grateful and excited. It’s been super bright when I’ve been on a boat travelling to a Thai island, or when I’m with my best friends and we’re putting the world to …
Me and money have had a turbulent relationship over the years. It has turned up unannounced at various important events, not been around when I needed it most, tormented me mentally as I worried about it in it’s absence, challenged me in arguments with comments such as ‘it’s me or the drink …
I’ve spent many years working for organisations that support people who have suffered domestic violence. Whenever I was supporting someone who had come through an abusive relationship my advice was always to look after yourself first and then you’re in a better position to look after other people. Many of the people …
Last weekend I drove a transit van into central London, and then back to Brighton. Now I haven’t driven much at all over the past six years and am not the most confident of drivers. The last time I drove I sadly drove into a little bird now known as ‘the deceased …
Over the past five or six months I have been on quite an emotional journey. I employed my own coach and together we explored a whole range of my emotions. We delved into the deepest darkest places and it brought up a million different things; happiness, sadness, anxiety, rage, frustration, self- judgement, …
