• Ella and the Art of Safety

    I’ve written lot about my chickens, how they burst into my life and insisted on teaching me to expand, to grow, to learn to love, to learn to change, to learn to trust, to learn to accept, to heal. Each of them fixed a beady eye on me and demanded that I evolve. When they arrived, a skinny, scabby, shabby, scrawny huddle…

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The Painful Journey: let’s talk about pain

Today I cried. Unexpectedly and in front of people who also weren’t expecting it. I cried because I felt weak and exhausted, and trying to get dressed after swimming proved almost impossible. I have a window of about 10 mins after winter…
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The tedious journey of self-healing

I used to work in a pub with Richard. I loved working with Richard: when he was on form he was the funniest, most wickedly sharp companion you could ever wish for. He was friendly and full of banter for the punters, and quick and witty…
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Good, better, best: in search of perfection

Ever since our (business) coach suggested we create a newsletter I’ve had the sound of my own voice in my head, rambling about what “interesting” things I could share. I think my biggest problem will be trimming down what I write,…