A deeply ingrained habit is to go fast — but let’s slow things down.
Ever since I can remember, Mum encouraged me to be independent and to get a good education. I’ve also had the role model of a father from a family of go getters, always achieving, always coming up with new ideas and incessant thinkers. Add to that being brought up in a fast world and out comes a very driven and constantly achieving young woman living life like it’s a race.
Continue reading How to stop living life like it’s a race
I am on a quest for a simple life. A life that my body can handle. A life that I feel relaxed and calm in and can experience some silence in. A life that I can be myself in. Whoever that is.
But today, I don’t feel like I’m doing very well at it.
Continue reading My wobbly quest for the simple life
So you’ve worked out that something needs to change.
Or perhaps change has been foisted on you and it’s something you have no choice in.
You need to slow down or do something different and create a new you but you’re not sure what it means or how you can even make it happen.
Continue reading How to create a new you!
One of the best things by far that has come out of my enforced simpler existence has been to re-experience stuff.
Stuff I had forgotten about or stuff I’ve discovered that’s completely new.
Finding out I had a chronic illness has meant a complete rewrite of me and the discovery of some new dreams. Continue reading Stop and discover some new dreams
I am a mother. I am a wife. I am a freelance consultant. I am actually quite a lot of bloody stuff. Now with a health doo dah thrown in.
As I continue to understand this thing I have, I continue to make strides (in a somewhat haphazard way) to battle against the old expectations of myself and to carve out the new me. Whatever that is. This week was another one of those weeks where I continued to make progress in rewriting my book of life…specifically my work life.
It was another one of those ‘old expectations’ weeks. The ‘old chestnut’ that pops up a lot. Continue reading Why breakfast events are history
One of things I’ve been forced to do with this thing I have is slow down.
A hard ask for someone who has spent all her life on the go, applying herself with gusto to just about anything and everything.
Unbeknowns to me I had literally been living my life on adrenaline – I loved being busy, always been like it, never knew anything different, until now.
Fuck. It. Here goes.
I’ve been sitting, pondering about officially launching this blog for months. A contact of mine said “dude, press go, what have you got to lose?” The truth is very little. I’ve been holding off going public with reams of diary entries I have written over the last 6 months worrying about how this will affect the work I’ve been doing and thinking by some miracle my condition will pass. Maybe it still will. I didn’t want to look like a fraud (you know I might roll over one day and be restored back to the manufacturer’s settings??) but realistically I’ve been fooling myself thinking, at this point, that I can resume a “normal” working life. Whatever that is anymore. Dream on. My work has been suffering anyway. In fact I’m having to completely rethink it.