It’s crept up on me a bit this year. I didn’t expect that. Last year I was full of the anticipation of the day arriving, the anniversary of the day I got the phone call to say that you were gone. I thought it would be the same this year, that I’d be waiting, in…
January is a funny old month. It’s deep midwinter, the fun and excitement of Christmas is over and the promise of Spring is still a little too far away to feel tangible. It’s dark and grey and cold and, if you’re anything like me, it can be hard to summon up to motivation to do…
I’ve been blogging for about nine months now and even though I’ve connected with as many people as I can in the blogging community, (everyone has been so incredibly lovely and welcoming – thank you all!) I still feel a little bit like ‘the new girl’. I’m an introvert by nature, so I’m not that great naturally at…
I remember as a child I was desperate to grow up. I wanted more independence than I was allowed – I begged to be permitted to go on the bus to our local town centre instead of being dropped off by my Mum in the car and I wanted my ears pierced far earlier than the strict…
A few days ago I wrote about my intention for 2017 and how it is going to be my year of letting go. Within that post I described some of the reasons behind my choice of intention – the main one being winning a competition to attend a photography retreat in Colorado. In the spirit of honesty…
It has taken me a while to formulate this post. I’ve had thoughts going round and round in my head for days and days and days. For the last couple of weeks I’ve been working with therapy clients and supervisees in my day job on helping them to set their intentions for the year ahead. …
I only realised, quite literally a couple of hours ago, that tomorrow is New Years Eve. NEW YEARS EVE! How did that happen? Where has the last week gone? I’ve been thinking for a while now about various posts that are crammed into my brain at the moment, waiting to be written – reflecting on 2016, my intentions for…
I’m currently sat at my kitchen table, food shopping bags in the middle of the kitchen floor with the groceries still waiting to be put away, dishes in the sink that need to be washed up, washing on the airers and several to-do lists each as long as my arm scattered around me. I’m procrastinating a little…
“I can feel it all starting to speed up. The workload. School stuff. Thoughts and feelings. Birthdays and Christmas. The approach to the end of the year always feels incredibly frantic, no matter how much I try and plan and organise and control. I wish I could freeze time, like this frozen leaf, just for…
Towards the end of my epic year spent travelling in Australia in 2013, the guy I had been travelling with and I went our separate ways. A couple moved into the shared dorm-room in Sydney that we’d been living in at the time. Their names were Tamarin and Pete, and they were just at the beginning of their travelling adventure. We did…