When showing up is the only option (even when you don’t have to)

I’ve recently started watching Marianne Williamson’s Monday night lectures. She shows up at a Los Angeles theatre week in, week out and says her piece. Every week. Apparently without fail. And now thanks to the magic of live streaming, I can tune in and watch here in the UK. And I love the content a … Continue reading →

What does this moment require of me?

A friend of mine, during a struggle with prenatal depression, was told by a homeopath to take a hot shower every time her thoughts or feelings threatened to overwhelm her. According to her, it helped a lot. Not because there was anything in particular about the hot water or the steamy shower that had any … Continue reading →

Practice, practice, practice

I’ve been wanting to write about practice for the longest time. Mainly because it’s been such a massive game changer for me. Mainly because it’s given me permission and courage where previously there was none. Because seeing the world through the lens of “just practicing” is exciting and hopeful. Once again, it was Brene Brown’s … Continue reading →

And breathe….

This week I am breathing up a storm. Deeply. Loudly. I am flooding my brain and my very being with oxygen as I go about my day. I’ve written about breathing before – acknowledged that it’s the best piece of parenting advice I was never given. Which it is. But this week, I feel like … Continue reading →

The most useful piece of parenting advice I was never given

 Saturday is officially the Most Challenging Day of the Week in our house. The sudden break in routine doesn’t sit well with any of us. I am overwhelmed by there being children all over the place, usually pyjama clad, and making all sorts of screen based demands before I’m awake enough to cope with them … Continue reading →