Tales of discovering light, love and laughter within the ordinariness of our extraordinary lives
Lily was feeling stuck and frustrated with her life. She had recently recovered from a long spell of illness which meant that she had been unable to leave the house for months at a time. She now felt well and strong enough to ‘get back on
I’ve just had a memory of a conversation that I had with a friend’s Mum, back in the day as I was preparing to move from the small Devon village that I lived in to the big bright and shiny lights of good Old London Town.
Mara was struggling. She was feeling anxious, revved up, restless and irritated. She wasn’t eating well, sleeping well or feeling well. She said that she felt as if she had a fever, although her temperature was normal. And the worst of it was that she had
Mary was a lady in her mid-fifties who described herself as ‘mildly depressed’ and lacking motivation. She was a sweet lady – gentle and reflective, but also apologetic. She explained that her life was good. She had a loving family, a nice job, good friends and
Here I sit, typing away to the sounds of my 21 yr old daughter packing her suitcase as she gets ready to go on holiday with some friends. And I have nothing to do. And that feels very odd. Actually, not exactly nothing to do. I
In my last blog I talked about a friend who thought that I was a relationship counsellor, which I’m not, or am I? I’m sure that I’m not a counsellor, more of a facilitator or teacher I guess. I call myself a coach but even that