I’m feeling anxious. I keep trying to breathe through it or dance it out or move past it, but it’s sitting on my chest like a heavy lump. I know exactly where it’s coming from, too – I’m on the edge of overwhelm. The trouble is, anyone would be…
I’m feeling anxious. I keep trying to breathe through it or dance it out or move past it, but it’s sitting on my chest like a heavy lump. I know exactly where it’s coming from, too – I’m on the edge of overwhelm. The trouble is, anyone would be…
Every so often, I read a book that I cannot stop talking about. Burnout is one of those books – I finished it yesterday but I have literally been bringing it up in conversation with everyone I speak to.
How are you doing? I’m not going to lie, I have been exhausted lately. Not just tired, not just overworked, but exhausted. I think there are a couple of reasons why, and perhaps a deep underlying cause…
It’s the little things that count these days, isn’t it? In a world where we live largely between the four walls of our homes, ensconced with our families, we have to look for small moments of gratitude – small slices of joy. I am currently grateful for an eyebrow.
Let’s talk about the weird tensions that arise during a second round of lockdowns in, say, a global pandemic. Specifically the tension between boredom and gratitude. Spoiler alert: I do not have this figured out (at all).
Let’s go 2021! After 3 blissful weeks of no computer, no work and very little thinking, I am back at my desk and ready to tackle what this new (unprecedented?) year will bring. Here’s the theme I’ve chosen for the year….
Today is World Diabetes Day (whoop whoop!) It’s the middle of National Diabetes Month, my busiest month of the year because everyone wants to talk about diabetes – all the time.
Last week I took myself on a two-day writing retreat to finish writing The Grief Handbook. It was glorious, and sad, and beautiful, and emotional…
I’m experimenting with something at the moment… Intense, vivid gratitude. Pouring oil on the flames of gratitude. Elaborating on any spark. Turning the volume up allll the way. Here’s why…
It’s the end of a busy week, but oh! What joy it has held. A few days before the anniversary of my mom’s death, I found out that a little book I wrote while in lockdown in Durban is going to be published. It’s called The Grief Handbook and it is a guide through the worst days of your life.