I was stretching, reaching, wanting a breakthrough. The house was small, I didn’t stray far. The light over the river was fresh then stark then soft. And it’s rhythm got in. The night stars spoke to me from the inky water. The scrapey, scratchy old love seat said “lay me down” and…
Ever watched a child play and felt your heart open, a smile catch you unawares as you see the beauty in their absorption in life, whether it be the ice-cream, their sadness or the kite in the sky (hey, I love how kites have become cool again for a whole new generation!). And as you…
I went to a yoga class last Friday night, run by a wonderful woman I work with, Dee Parkinson. It had been a full on work week with late nights, challenges and changes. I finished with my last client just in time to don some stretchy pants, eat two squares of dark chocolate (hey, it’s…
Hi … hoping everyone managed some R&R and maybe some time for quiet reflection over the holiday season? The start of a new year is a great time to check in on what’s really important to you in your life, so that you can focus your time and attention on creating and enjoying more of…
“Mindfulness” is a way of being that is mindfully aware, observing, accepting of all of our experiences, our thoughts, emotions and physical sensations. It asks us to view these experiences from the position of observer or “curious scientist” and to accept them with an attitude of loving kindness. I don’t know about you, but there’s…
Feeling a warm, compassionate smiling-laugh as I reflect on the human condition and the dedication with which we seek to solve our problems and achieve our aims. This weekend a bit of a joy-ride and slow opening. Some drama, an apparent crisis, associated with a friend of a friend and creeping into our relating as…
Sunday. Organised paperwork. Big yay, well done me. Wrote angry letter to complaints department of internet provider. Momentary fantasy of being heard and experiencing some customer service. Three loads washing on line in hot sunlight, dry in minutes. Crunchy, warm from sun. Nice. Trip to shops to return an item, order some prints, got lost…
“Women walking are like art in motion,” said my friend Scottie last night and I really got it, as I watched his head turn to follow the trajectory of several women while we were having dinner. I saw him sit in open admiration and make a comment about the uniqueness of each woman – one…