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She Is Where I Belong

My body is my home.  It was given to me by my mother, carefully grown from within her.  A joint project between her and my father.At some point she handed over the keys, giving me full ownership.  Or maybe I took them, feeling that I was now ready to take full responsibility for the care, maintenance and upkeep.I learned a lot of things in relation to how to look after my home.  Many things were helpful, essential even.  Many, as it turns out, were not so helpful or even...

The Light and Dark of Doubt

I have observed how my level of self-confidence, my self-belief, self-assuredness, impacts my energy and feelings of lightness and brightness.  When doubt creeps in, it brings a heaviness with it.  A heaviness that likely wants to anchor me to the known and to the safety of what I have done, and not failed at. I sense that it does this out of protection and therefore is a component or facet of fear.  It’s an alertness to the new, to novelty, to change - to the unknown. &nbs...

Breaking the Tyranny of Time

Even during this holiday time of year and at this time in my life, with no external timelines placed on me and no need to be anywhere or do anything, I find or catch myself hurrying and covertly rushing.  Rushing to get the current task completed so that, what?  I can get onto the next thing?  I can have this thing done so I no longer have to be with it or in it?  I don’t get pushed over by the queue of things to do that will be piling up behind me (at least in my head...

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The Unknown and Anchovies

When you are about to walk 830 kilometres across Spain it is understandable that you start questioning your fitness and physical ability to complete such a mammoth challenge.  My training had been pretty consistent, gradually increasing my walking distances and my hill work.  But with only three weeks to go until we started walking the Camino del Norte, the opportunity to complete whatever training was needed to get myself physically ready, and confident that I could do this walk,...

Walking the Camino? Don't forget to pack your anxiety...

It was two weeks until we would be winging our way to Paris, starting our three-month exploration of Europe and six weeks of walking the Camino del Norte.  There were still a few things to do - well actually tens of things to do!  It was now feeling very real, and my excitement was growing.My anxiety was really talking strongly to me, and I was listening keenly.  It was letting me know that all the underground thinking, planning, ideating and mental arranging I had been quietly do...

Reese Witherspoon, I blame you... but I'm eternally grateful

The notion to walk a long way, over many weeks, started many, many years ago. The seed of this desire was planted as I watched the movie “Wild”, starring Reese Witherspoon, on a long-haul flight for work.  I don’t know what it was that appealed - perhaps the challenge of such an epic physical undertaking, maybe the freedom of relying solely on your body to get you across the country, or was it the simplicity and purity of being one with nature and disconnecting from the binds of ...

The Groove

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Choose You

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Connections

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