As I ventured on my morning bike ride today I wore one of John's old faded t-shirts. I specifically chose it today because printed on the front were three words we have...
Move over Mick Fanning, I’ve got my own sharks to punch.
Last week I had the incredible honour to be named the COSBOA (Council of Small Business of Australia) Small Business Champion for 2015. This wasn't for my success in...
Not coping: Keeping depression real.
I've done a couple of business interviews this past week concerning entrepreneurialism. Both times I've taken a deep breath, and kept my story as real and honest as...
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...
How to be a recovering failure-holic.
Every month or so I have the good fortune to catch up with some dear gal pals of mine to spend a few hours together at a breakfast catch up. I love these meetings...
I’m not worthy…or am I?
For the past 5 days I have woken up each morning feeling slightly anxious. I have to admit though, I almost invite the feeling into my day. I follow my morning...