With so much media attention on the role of social media on your mental health, I’ve been thinking about how it’s influenced me, particularly how focusing on my own life rather than comparing to others has improved my happiness. Those closest to me would probably agree that I’ve always been quite headstrong and driven in […]
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International Women’s Day…… finding our own way in the world!
With it being International Women’s Day I thought this post might be even more on point today when we’re thinking about #PressforProgress! For my parent’s generation, the women’s role was very clear, largely involving being a homemaker, wife and mother. Today, I’m pleased to say this has changed in many parts of the world, and […]
Grief – it can hit us when we least expect it!
The thing is with grief, there seems to be no pattern, rhyme or reason why or when it hits us. In my experience, how we cope with different degrees of grief is dependant on the quality of support we have from those closest to us and how it defines us. Even when we are silent […]
Art……so much more than a pretty painting!
For those of you that have any kind of creative streak, whether that’s in art, music, writing, performing, etc you will understand what I mean when I say art is good for your soul. Art is a strange subject though, as whenever it’s talked about with those who wouldn’t describe themselves as ‘arty’, usually people’s […]
Sliding doors?!
Sometimes I do think life can be strange, especially if you stop to think about those ‘sliding doors’ moments, which may have taken your life in such a different direction. Does anyone else wonder how much of life is fate and how much of it is based upon a series of decisions, or in some […]
Mindfulness, what does it actually mean for me?
Having just returned from my first ever yoga retreat, ran by the lovely Tanya, I felt compelled to write about mindfulness and what it means to me. Although everyone’s reasons for going on retreats are obviously different, I think the one thing we all had in common was the sense of escaping. Not because I’m making […]