It’s one of the most powerful and important words in the English language. Why? The ultimate one word question.Keep Reading
My sister uses the expression “All roads lead to Rome” as an indicator that some things are just meant to be. You know when all the signs are there, and the universe seems to just be pushing you in a certain direction?
With practice, I am getting slightly better at recognising the signs, and this week, all roads lead to language. More specifically the power it has to subtly influence out mood, views and attitudes, all without us even realising.Keep reading
Have you ever started an internal dialogue with a statement along the lines of “I wish I was more…” or “I wish I was less…” “I wish I was better at…”
More, less, better, faster, stronger…always telling yourself you’re not enough…
I’m going to let you into a secret… you ARE enough.Keep Reading
For a long while, ever since I started this blog series really, I have been wanting to write a post about how Crochet has positively impacted my mental health.
I’ve wanted to share my belief that activities which put you into ‘flow’ (as crochet does) are incredibly important in terms of switching off. It’s a tool I use to help support my mental health and I strongly believe it’s something that can help others who don’t know the secret!keep reading
This is a blog post which has been quite a long time coming. I’ve mentioned before that when I’m ‘in’ something I find it difficult to talk about it objectively or rationally. Only distance and time and hindsight really allow that. I’m not sure I’ll ever have the right distance but I’m far enough along the line that I can talk about it without it emotionally sucking me in.Keep Reading
Last week I wrote about how, for new year, I want to think about setting goals for how I want to feel over what I want to achieve.
One of the emotions that just missed the cut for my top 5 was joy. However, finding moments of joy has become a really important part of my life so this week it gets it’s own post!Keep Reading
As the end of the year fast approaches, it is inevitable that we start to reflect on what we have achieved over the past 12 months and look towards the next arbitrary chunk of time.
I have a confession to make.
The past week,two weeks, more like month if I’m honest, I have been struggling big time.
My anxiety levels have been through the roof and frankly it’s been sucky. I’ve been worrying about my cat, my health, the health of loved ones, money, my future, if i’ve done something to offend that friend who never seems to have time for a coffee, christmas, New Years, getting old, having a car accident, breaking my wrist, accidnetlly burning my house down, getting burgled, losing my sanity, getting a job, not getting a job, being good enough, working hard enough, doing the right thing, being brave enough… basically EVERYTHING.
Never give up hope.
Such a simple statement. So easy to understand. So hard to implement when things seem hopeless!
I’ve been thinking about hope a lot this week and how important it is. The picture (above) of my latest crochet project should give you an indication of what sparked my imagination.
This is going to sound a bit weird, but the past few weeks I’ve been doing a quiet experiment in writing my life lessons with a much more freestyle approach.
That sounds slapdash but that’s not the intention. I care about and consider these posts a lot, but I want to care less about clever words and perfect grammatical structure (except for apostrophes – I’m one of ‘those’ people!).
Seeing as it’s Thanksgiving over in the US this week, I have been thinking a lot about, well… giving thanks. So it seemed only right to focus on it for this week’s life lessons.
I’m going to give you a heads up from the start that this post went a little off-piste from where I thought it was going to go. I could have subtitled it “How to survive in a room full of strangers”, but practicing scary shiz is all part of investing in yourself so I’m sticking with it!
I’m having a bit of a wobble this week.
Have you ever had those weeks where you wonder what you’re doing? Are you on the right path? Should you be doing something else? Should you be making more money? Should you be spending more time at home and less at work? Is all that stress worth it? Is there a better way you can’t see?
I am sat in Starbucks. I fucking hate Starbucks. Not just for the whole tax avoidance stuff, but for the horrific over priced snacks and the fact it takes 20mins for them to make a coffee. It’s literally all they do. And it takes forever. Read more “Some days are just a bit shit: A Year of Life Lessons – Week 36”