I've had lots of conversations this week. Lots of time to reflect and lots of chances to talk differently. I know, not just from this week, but from a sense of...
Here’s how to put your finger on it.
Ever had one of those days where things are pretty normal yet you just feel a bit "off"? Where something inside is niggling you and despite your best efforts to ignore...
I’m not telling you what to do, BUT…
I've just come back from an incredible weekend away with my husband. We both have facilitation and people-development backgrounds so once a year we try to get away to...
Beware the passion pit!
Ooohhh, we wouldn't be human if we didn't all love some steamy passion every once in a while. It heightens our senses, gets the blood pumping and puts us into to high...
Conditioning my mind to be unconditional.
There's a lot of pain and suffering in the world right now. A lot of people hurting each other and it's easy to feel sad about the state of our tiny planet. It's even...
I am who I was born to be…
How do we remember to stay true to ourselves? How do we remain brave and be our own person despite pressures to conform from family, friends and society? How do we know...
Lessons from Noel Algernon Faulkner.
This is my dad - Noel Faulkner, born on Christmas Day, 1929. He passed away in August 2012. Without realising it, he had some incredible lessons to share... Dad was one...
Unconditional love turned me into a NEWT (I got better…)
I've been asked to give my opinion on various topics this week and I have loved the chance to speak my mind. Afterwards though, I have grappled with the notion that my...
Gratitude is the new black.
It's a never ending balancing game when there are several generations living in the one house. Trying to blend our shifting values with those of teenagers isn't always...
Chasing the blues away at Byron Bay (part 3)
This is the last installment of my lessons learned on my recent visit to Byron Bay. In many ways my final realisations surpassed anything that was formally taught in...
Chasing the blues away at Byron Bay (part 2)
Those who read last week's post would remember that I had already admitted I was quite scared about attending the Self-Compassion course in Byron Bay. Just imagine my...
Chasing the blues away at Byron Bay (part 1)
When I was struck with depression back in 2011, I would often half-joke that I must be destined to be having such a struggle for some larger philosophical reason. There...