'I don't have any choice'. The utterance of resignation. Acceptance, but grudging acceptance. These words put you in a place of disempowerment, which never feels good. They're not even necessarily true. Most of the time we have a choice, but we choose not to acknowledge that. Or the choices are so obvious it doesn't feel … Continue reading Choice
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Living in my body
I used to attend guided meditation classes where I drifted out into the universe and danced with the fairies or some such scenario until the facilitator's voice softly called everyone back to their bodies. Come back to my body? NOOOOO! I would open my eyes and everyone in the class was sitting there blinking in … Continue reading Living in my body
Cat lady interrupted
My mother threw me a big party for my fortieth birthday on the premise that 'well, you're never going to have a wedding'. She could be forgiven for thinking that – at the time I was very vocal about not wanting to be involved with a man ever, ever again and what an pathetic anachronism … Continue reading Cat lady interrupted
We need to talk
I need to tell you something. You are amazing. Yes, I know that sounds cliched and you've seen a dozen social media quotes just this morning saying that exact same thing, but just let all that fluff and noise go for a moment – I'm being serious now. You're amazing because wherever you are now, … Continue reading We need to talk
