When You’re Feeling Exhausted…

When you’re feeling exhausted, you feel as if you’re pressed down by an invisible heaviness that no amount of sleep can take away. You’ve tried to push through, to motivate yourself, to sign up for new things, even if a part of you silently screamed ‘no’ in the background. You’ve tried running, yoga, painting, breathing, […]

Recalibrate & Reconnect: 2017 Midyear Survey

Dear you, I hope you are doing well – wherever you are. If you are not doing well – know that anything you are experiencing or feeling is welcome. In my experience working with women (and some men) in transition (and on myself!) over the last few years, I’ve learned that no inner or outer […]

My Vipassana Experience – Lessons on Change, Triggers and Suffering.

The Start of my Vipassana Experience. I’m outside, walking on the small path that leads from the large meditation hall to the lunchroom, grumbling with frustration. My mind keeps on criticising and commenting on the women around me, judging the similarities of their outfits and the frequency of their tea-drinking. My mind also keeps on singing […]

When You’re Feeling Sad…

All of a sudden (or because of something that happens), a wave of deep sadness and sorrow rises up from below, breaking through the surface of your previous sense of calmness about things in your work/life, pulling you down into its watery depths. Your world changes from manageable to unpredictable in a second, pulling away […]

Holding Space for Uncertainty.

Lying in bed, I found myself caught in a trance of uncertainty, and, as a result, panic. Thoughts, and ‘what if?’ questions flew through my head that I did not want to have, not now, not after the relaxing weekend I’d had. My heart tried to calm the fearful thoughts that sprung from this moment, […]

Feeling Empty? How to Mindfully Accept, Not Fill It.

A general sensation in your torso that, if it could be described in terms of a shape, would be concave. A quiet howl from within, never really heard, but always somewhat present. An empty space that, if it had a hand, would keep on pointing at itself, crying for attention, desperately wanting to be noticed, to […]