Monthly Archives: April 2011

Lent and my Lenten experiment – abstaining from negative thoughts about my body, appearance and achievements for 40 days – officially came to an end on Easter Sunday. Unlike giving up chocolate, bread or crisps for Lent, however, this doesn’t … Continue reading →

We have too much too offer, the need is too great and it’s far too important … to hide our light under a lamp, to let our fears control us, to allow our low self-esteem to hold us back and … Continue reading →

It’s late in the evening but it’s the penultimate day of Lent so I thought I’d just write a very brief post. While I’ll be carrying on with this blog next week – and until I’m ready to morph it … Continue reading →

I’ve been thinking about the topic of risk-taking as this Lent period comes to an end and I ponder where next for this blog and my writing. As I wrote in my Day 17 post ‘Trusting your gut’, in the … Continue reading →

I can’t believe it’s the 37th day of Lent today. Well done to all of you who’ve given up chocolate for Lent or some other foodstuff or behaviour you’re particularly attached to. Every now and then, I have to remind … Continue reading →

It isn’t rocket science and you’ve probably heard it many times before. I know I have. But I re-discovered this past weekend that the theory of doing more of what you love really is one of the keys to contentment. … Continue reading →

So, enough about me and matters close to home. Today I’m taking you on a journey to the beautiful land of South Africa to meet a wonderful, inspiring woman – Heather Costaras. I mentioned Heather in a previous post but … Continue reading →

Patience is the art of tolerating delay, implying self-control and forbearance, according to WikiAnswers. Patience is the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like, says Dictionary.com, which goes on to say … Continue reading →

I’ve given some insight into my own girlhood angst in my last few blog posts. I couldn’t pinpoint when I began to worry about my shape and size. I was young but I think I’d definitely made it out of … Continue reading →