REDISCOVERING THE LOST BOY

REDISCOVERING THE LOST BOY

As a 14 year old adolescent, I never quite understood where I fitted in. Yeah, I’d play dead arm games (and would often be crowned the winner) as it was my way of showing how tough I could be. I learnt that the manliness badge was bestowed on those who could muster up...
THE MISSING ART OF LOVING YOURSELF

THE MISSING ART OF LOVING YOURSELF

It’s a curious thing…We often tend to go out of our way to make a fuss over other people. We might throw our arms around them and greet them with love and warmth. We give effort to taking care of them. We work to communicate with clarity. We offer them a place to go...
THERE IS NO LIFE MANUAL

THERE IS NO LIFE MANUAL

I’ve literally hunted high and low. I seem to have misplaced the handbook. The instructions. The guide. You know what I mean, that book you are given soon after you are born. The one which details how to navigate life. I must have been given it at some point, right?...
THE HARSH TRUTH ABOUT BOUNDARIES

THE HARSH TRUTH ABOUT BOUNDARIES

Like it has been and, probably still is, for many of you, life has felt full and occasionally overflowing. I keep having this image and dream pop up of a bath where the water is pouring over the top and I cannot turn the taps off. Jeez, it fires off my anxiety. I have...
WHAT ARE YOU NOT SEEING?!

WHAT ARE YOU NOT SEEING?!

Our household was a little chaotic this morning; window cleaner (the dog wants to eat him!), prepping for an early work call, trying to tread lightly around the house (Sleeping Beauty Teenager) and Timmy the Door Trimmer (the dog wants to eat him too!). Timmy is a...