When the Divine Calls
When the divine calls As I was brushing my teeth one night, I was reminded of the contract I made with the divine. I had forgotten. When my husband was ill we didn’t know what the outcomes would be of having non-Hodgkins lymphoma and my heart was blasted wide open in...
Self-Enquiry
What if being busy isn’t there to mask up just the old feelings of ‘not good enough’?
What if the busy-ness also masks up the fear that you might be fucking GREAT. BRILLIANT. MAGNIFICENT.
What Choices?
Maybe we can be kinder to ourselves and less judgy if we understand that the universe has got our back and that our choices are guided by something greater
