Somehow the plants around us seemed to adjust to a wet summer much better than we did. What can we learn from them?
Over time, I’ve come to recognise some of the signs that precede depression. Last week I noticed myself feeling angry, a lot, for seemingly no reason. My therapy session yesterday helped uncover a bit of what was underneath.
I’ve been writing this blog for about 17 months in a language that is not my native tongue. Why did I choose it? What has this language brought me? And who have I become through using it?
We named our business ‘Show Yourself’ knowing only too well how challenging that can really be. Why is it so terrifying to show your true colours? And why is it that, in the end, we really don’t have a choice?
What is the one response that works on an angry friend, a scared child and a grieving family member? It’s empathy. It’s one of the most valuable skills we can acquire and the impact on our personal and professional relationships is amazing. Why not give it a try?
We get taught an awful lot, implicitly and sometimes explicitly, about what we’re supposed to love and hate about ourselves. Until we decide we no longer buy it. Until we decide we can just love it all!
From a few hours in a canoe, I can draw a lot of lessons that apply just as well to life on shore. Here are 5 I want to share with you (and some pictures!). Enjoy!
When I got married and had children, I never planned for what would happen in case we got divorced. It was never part of the schedule. But after 3 years of co-parenting after divorce, I’ve learned some important lessons that I want to share, hoping you will never need them!
There are people who, when a problem is presented to them, can’t seem to cope with it right away. There are times when I can adapt to issues really quickly (at work). This is a story of when I couldn’t, why that was and what I needed at the time. I know I’m not alone in this, so perhaps it can be helpful to you too.
Over the decades, my views on marriage have shifted back and forth quite a lot, influenced by what went on in my life. I was 21 the first time I married. Will there ever be a second time?