I’ve written stacks of wish list plans, “vision statements”. Two I really got right. In 2001 in my first year of practise I wrote a vision statement of my One Day practise. I promptly buried said paper in an avalanche of notes. I spent the next 13 years pretending I didn’t want to have my … Continue reading Wishing
Woo Hoo! I’m starting to feel better! I no longer feel as though I have fallen into a terrible deep hole.I no longer feel as though I will disintegrate and cease to be. Do you know what suprises me most about my exhaustion adventure? well 2 things…. How incredibly interlinked mental health and physical health … Continue reading Mending
Do you know what you stand for? Not stand against…but stand for? What interests you? What encourages you & fires you up? What do you fight for? What do you stand for? I wrote a little manifesto a few months back. My Beloved laughed saying “ you never talk about that, you aren’t that!” I … Continue reading Stand For
This is the parenting memo I received: How sneaky is this! This memo completely glosses over the required personal development program that is also expected as part of parenthood. If you don’t follow the development program you can end up balding with a comb over, looking like mutton dressed as lamb, divorced as of the … Continue reading Congratulations!
I was feeling miserable and sorry for myself. A woman rang, attempting to con me into some scheme. She sounded so defeated my heart bled for her. 1000’s kms away she was doing a job she hated just to make ends meet. It sounded like it was killing her. Each one of us has our … Continue reading Forgetting
I feel angry. I wanna be fearless. I am over worrying about what everyone else thinks. I wrote three posts last week. All about entirely different things. Underneath these three posts was a current of the same theme. I then thought- oh, no one wants to read about my miserable meme. I won’t share them. … Continue reading Clan
After all these years of parenting and working hard I realised life is really about taking lemons and making lemonade. As a parenting duo we have both hit the 40’s and realised we are not where imagined we would be. Far from it. It hurts, its embarrassing and demoralising. That’s just how it goes it … Continue reading Making Lemonade