Mindfulness Practice

The Hidden Cost of Constant Hustle: Why Rest Is Not a Luxury Yesterday, I told a friend to rest. His response? “What’s that? Please define it.” He said it half-jokingly, but it struck a chord. Another friend shared that as someone who works for himself, he finds it nearly impossible to do nothing—there’s always another task, another deadline, another thing to be done. Their comments lingered in my mind, reminding me of my mother. She was an incredibly capable woman, running her own successful business with a grace that made it look easy. But things took a turn. When everything fell apart, so did she. She had a breakdown, and the woman we once knew—strong, driven, unstoppable—became someone we barely recognised. Then, there’s James. Dear James. He, too, was wildly successful, the epitome of what society applauds: hard-working, relentless, always achieving. Until one day, he couldn’t cope with the mounting pressure. The demands became too much, and the idea of surviving the workday felt ...

Journaling for the Soul: A Path to Inner Peace In a world that often feels overwhelming, where responsibilities and distractions pull us in every direction, finding time to connect with ourselves can seem impossible. Yet, deep within, our souls yearn for stillness and reflection—a sacred space where we can untangle our thoughts and reconnect with our inner essence. This is where journaling for the soul becomes a transformative practice. What Is Journaling for the Soul? Journaling for the soul is more than just putting pen to paper. It is an intentional and intuitive process of self-discovery, healing, and connection. Unlike traditional journaling that might focus on recording daily events, this practice is about delving deep into your emotions, dreams, and the whispers of your heart. It's a safe space to explore the questions that linger in your mind, express your fears, and celebrate your triumphs. Think of it as a heart-to-heart conversation with your truest self.

Holding Space: The Art of Showing Up Without a Toolbox Let’s face it—sometimes life throws curveballs, and our first instinct is to become a fix-it wizard. Got a problem? We’re ready with advice, duct tape, or at least a meme to lighten the mood. But what if the secret to being truly supportive is to do... absolutely nothing? Enter the magical, slightly misunderstood art of holding space. Holding space sounds fancy, like something a yogi or life coach would whisper during meditation, but it’s surprisingly simple. At its core, it’s about being present for someone without trying to change, solve, or improve their situation. Think of it as emotional parallel parking—you’re just being there, quietly, without bumping into their feelings or offering unsolicited roadmaps. How Not to Hold Space Imagine your friend is upset about a breakup, and you respond with: “Have you tried manifesting a better relationship?” “You just need to move on!” “Oh! This reminds me of my breakup...” Helpful? Nope....

Why Do I Self-Isolate? Let’s face it: self-isolation has become the personality trait I didn’t ask for but somehow ended up owning. Maybe you’re like me. Maybe you’ve canceled plans because suddenly the walls feel like friends. Or maybe you’ve spent 45 minutes debating if you should text “can’t make it” or fake an elaborate illness. Sound familiar? Well, pull up a chair—unless, of course, your chair is already your best friend—and let’s dive into the why behind our self-imposed hermit status. It’s Not You, It’s Me (But Mostly, It’s You) Let’s start with the obvious: people are exhausting. Sure, socialising can be fun, but small talk? Torture. I can only fake enthusiasm for “How’s work?” so many times before my brain starts buffering. Then there are the group hangouts where everyone talks at once, and you’re left wondering if you’ve gone temporarily deaf or if the universe is just punishing you for leaving the house. Plus, let’s not forget the emotional labour of trying to be “on” in so...

When Anxiety Takes Over It’s a regular Sunday night. I'm lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to will myself to sleep. Then it hits. My heart starts racing, my mind starts spiraling, and suddenly I'm  replaying every awkward moment I've ever had. Sleep? Forget it. I'm now hosting a 2 a.m. anxiety party, and my brain has invited every worry I've ever had. We’ve all been there, right? That overwhelming sense of dread sneaks in uninvited, turns the volume up on every worry, and leaves you wondering why your brain can’t just chill.

Stuff my Mom used to say So firstly I feel I need to tell you what an incredible woman my Mom was.  When I say my mom experienced childhood trauma, I mean it was off the scale! I am not surprised she battled mental illness her whole life but through it all we always knew we were loved and she absolutely did her best. She was an incredible wife, mother, grandmother, friend, human being and old goat (😂 - this my friends will be another story).  Many things my mom did and said made us all laugh and here are a few of them. I think I will be updating this blog fairly often. Warning: contains explicit language.  "You know that little Russian fellow? Tufski Shitski." "Would you like a tampon to get you through this difficult period?" Once she stopped at an intersection and opened her boot and asked the driver behind her if he wanted to climb in.  "Take a teaspoon of cement and harden the fuck up" But my mom also used to say: "I love you." "You can...

I did not write this but I loved it when I read it! "This hit home for me! When a flashlight grows dim or quits working, you don’t throw it away, you change the batteries. When a person messes up and finds themselves in a dark place, do you cast them aside? Of course not, you help them change their batteries! Some need AA... Attention and Affection; Some need AAA... Attention, Affection, and Acceptance; Some need C... Compassion; Some need D... Direction. And if they still don’t seem to shine... simply sit with them quietly and share your light."