New Year – New You! It’s what all the advertisers are shouting about just now, especially those advertising exercise and clothes. There’s also lots of help out there if you want to know to what to do in 2019, this new and fabulous year. A quick google search brings you 52 places to travel to in 2019, 35 most anticipated movies of 2019, 20 new year’s resolutions for better ... (you name it - physical health, mental health, etc.) and numerous other ideas. I’m not sure about you

I’ve recently started a ‘Seasonal Yoga Teacher Training’ course. My reasons for joining this course were somewhat selfish (ok, purely selfish): as you may have gathered, I’ve quite enjoyed going to my yoga classes and was doing this twice a week. For some time, I had thought starting a home practice might be a good thing, but I found I wasn’t necessarily motivated to do this just because I thought I might like to. So, in talking to others last year who were taking the seasona

It can be quite a struggle at times, being. Ask anyone I’ve ever worked with before. They could tell you without a doubt that I’m a ‘do’-er'; I’m most comfortable when I have my list of things to do along with the time and space to get things done. So, it may not be surprising that, initially, I found mindfulness somewhat frustrating, as part of the point of it is to take one of out ‘doing’ mode and into ‘being’ mode. It’s actually the same with my yoga class – but that d

I started intentionally expressing gratitude about 18 months ago. I had read quite a bit about coping with stress and increasing happiness and people say that expressing gratitude is good for you in a number of ways (including decreasing stress, increasing happiness and generally improving well-being*). I thought the idea of expressing gratitude fit in nicely with my journey towards self-compassion and the things I've written about so far in this blog (e.g., acceptance, noti

It is a time of change in our household. While our household is small, it is usually full – full of love, full of laughter and nonsense, full of food and, my husband would probably remind me, full of shoes and clothes. So, I am lucky. I get it. And yet, recently, things have been changing, likely for the better. But this doesn’t make the change any easier. It started when my husband realised he had a dream. Now, I am all for dreams and following them wherever they take