Indulge in Life

Do you feel like everything is too much? A message of overwhelm is not always a bad thing. It could be telling you it's time to get rid of the stuff that is no longer servicing you and your life. It used to be good. It used to be fruitful. Season...

Does self-care sometimes feel a little one-dimensional to you?Do you feel like the fun has become a little lost over the years?We've been told that self-care is essential for our happiness, but the quintessential face-mask-cuc...

It's the early hours of a Tuesday. Visions of my son falling over the side of a sailing boat with no one in earshot have disturbed my sleep. I can see him falling, again and again, the dark sea capturing him. No amount of repeating the seque...

It's 8:47am.  You're closing in on the start of your day and feel like you already need a break. Conversations out loud with small people buzzing at your feet. Conversations in your head with big people who are most certainly wrong. You've sorted...

Another holiday, another onslaught of marketing junk that clutters your inbox.  Heart emojis, kisses, thumbs up. It's the 14th February, people!  "Look at me! Love me!" Your inbox, the perfect analogy for the state of humankind. Every person, qui...

Do you feel yourself breathing a sigh of relief as you close the chapter on 2021?  Have you already mentally bundled up 2020 with 2021 as you look forward with cautious anticipation for 2022?  Interestingly, the 31st of December in 2020 and 2021 are not the on...

I'm going to go out on a limb here and say if you're reading this, you're probably spending Christmas with family or friends today.  If you aren't, I'm hoping there's someone in your life who's also...

A glance at a social media post, something knots up inside. "Reset, girl. It's not the mountain you want to die on." I let it go. No doubt, we are in some of the most challenging times of our lives right now. We are being split down the middle, asked to...

You are sitting on a bench, not far from a playground. A small group of children are playing, laughing. Their shrieks fill the air. Once child slips, falls, and bumps her knee. 

"Cup of tea?", my dear friend asks. "I'd love one!", I respond. A twinge of embarrassment sweeps gently over her face. She reaches to her top cupboard above the kettle and touches a flimsy yellow cardboard box filled with tea bags. A quick glance towards me is followed b...