Let’s Connect.

When I was ill I felt like I did not belong anywhere. I felt like a stranger amongst friends, and an outsider amongst strangers. Making connections felt impossible.

Feeling that disconnected is painful. I would have done anything not to live in that lonely place.


Vulnerability is the birthplace of connection  ~ Brené Brown

To really feel connected we need to be our true selves. When I was ill I was fragmented without any idea of who I was. It stood to reason that making those precious connections was an impossible task.

Once I begun to heal and slowly recover I started to find my way back to authenticity. As I slowly learned to get to know, and then show the world, the real me, I opened myself up to being vulnerable.

Only when I started to connect to my true self could I begin to learn how it feels to connect to others. It takes time but we all have the ability to feel connected.

Are you prepared to reveal the real you?

I have now acknowledged that even though I pretty much like everyone (with about seven exceptions in my lifetime), I will not necessarily truly connect with everyone.

As you open up to becoming authentic, and allow yourself to be vulnerable, you will naturally gravitate to those who you really, truly connect with.

We all need to belong. To feel that we fit in. To find our place in the world.

Have you found yours?

Releasing Attachment

Attachment for me comes down to two things – People & Stuff.


Over time I have released pretty much most of my attachment to ‘things’. While my partner loves new, shiny things and the latest technology going, nowadays I would rather spend my money of making memories than buying the latest of this or that.

When I was younger I would place so much value on inanimate objects. I would become distraught if something happened to them. I remember I misplaced my St Christopher when I was at school, oh my goodness, you would have thought the world had ended.

My obsessive tendencies reinforced my attachment issues. It was painful and exhausting.

Attachment is a deep and enduring emotional bond that connects one person to another across time and space (Ainsworth, 1973; Bowlby, 1969). Attachment does not have to be reciprocal.

Whether reciprocated, or not, my attachment to people in my teens and twenties was totally out of control. As with a lot of my illness I mostly internalized these issues however, occasionally I am in no doubt my behavior was not acceptable, in any shape or form. Cringe.

Even creeping into my thirties, up until my diagnosis, I struggled letting go of my attachment to relationships. My heartbreak was excessive and unnecessary yet those feeling were real and painful to me.

Releasing attachment takes time, patience and an awful lot of work. It has taken me years not to place value on objects. As soon as I started reading more into Buddhism I immediately accepted I could never give up all attachment, however slowly and steadily my obsessive and extreme attachments became less and less.

Letting go of attachment for me involved being grateful for what I have, but knowing it may disappear at any moment.

I look around my home and at everything I own and love, and I remind myself that what I really want is inner peace. It is the love and laughter that keep it happy home, not the TV or pretty dresses.

Attachments are draining and hard work. While the latest in technology or a beautiful necklace bring pleasure, are they really what brings true happiness?

So, what’s the answer?

Have you tried Mindfulness ~ a mental state achieved by focusing one’s awareness on the present moment, while calmly acknowledging and accepting feelings, thoughts, and bodily sensations.

Use your breath, meditate.

Write it down, release you thoughts and feelings onto the page and journal it out.

Acceptance is often tough but very worthwhile. Things are what they are, unfortunately, even if they are not what you want.

Shift your focus. Be grateful for everything that you do have. And smile.


What attachments do you want to release?  

Being a Lightworker. Being Human.

At the weekend my soul-sister-love-of-my-life, my dear friend Fiona, and I met for our #SparkleSession (aka business and passion project planning). We spent an hour talking about the work which we do and our beliefs. We discussed her new cards. We talked through being magic, our practices and things we can improve on. We then spoke about those in the field who aren’t necessary as genuine as they could be.

  • The Health Guru who actually isn’t as healthy as they make out.
  • The Coach who is scared to support others, as they fear losing their competitive edge
  • The individual who says the right words but whose actions say something else.


Because we are all just human.

We all eat crap sometimes.

We all put our own interests first sometimes.

We can all be dicks sometimes.

No matter where our individual spiritual practice may be, we are all fallible. The important thing is that we, as individuals, recognise this. Don’t you think?


Right now I could not LOVE Vix (aka New Age Hipster) anymore. It is just not humanly possible.

Although I’m am pretty certain she still farts & swears like the rest of us, the girl is on fire.

Vix is one of THE most genuine, sparkly bods out there shining her light. As if her #highvibejuly instachallenge hasn’t sent enough sparks flying through my days, today I read her article ‘What is a lightworker?’.


A lightworker is just anyone who wants to make a difference and wants to make the world better.


Thank you Vix.

Being a lightworker is about helping others, helping the planet and basically being a nice person.

I literally couldn’t have put it any better, even if I scratched my ditsy head ALL day

Ta Da. Love it.

Does this resonate with you?

For me, you don’t need to hang out with Angels or know your Spirit Animals to appreciate this sentiment. But, it’s cool if you do.

You may not even believe in WooWoo, like my partner e.g. (each to their own, right)

Fiona gave such a good example at the weekend of a friend of hers who also did not identify with being spiritual in the slightest. However, he LOVED being in nature. In fact, the exhilaration he experienced in nature was what some of us would identify as being a spiritual experience.

We attach words and meaning really easily. And, often these things are open to interpretation. You need to find what works for you AND accept that it is not what necessarily works for everyone.

In these times where darkness seeps through our social media, TV screens and neighbourhoods it becomes ever more important that we spread the light.

We each have a responsibility to work on our own shadows, but we equally all have the fundamental right to spread the light, and to be the change.


Help others.

Help the planet.

Be a nice person.

Ready. Steady. GO!

What A Difference A Year Makes.

Last year I wrote about Living with Mental Illness. I realise now it takes time to understand that life isn’t just high and lows. It is in the spaces in between where I have found what living really is.

So this is me. Here. Now. Life is so good. I am happier than I ever imagined I could be.

Family life is amazing. I am getting married. We have our little Furbaby, Twiggy. My friends continue to be the best. I love my job (most days). I have almost hit 8000 words of my book (exciting). My Passion Project, lights me up #SparkleSessions. My spiritual practice is now embedded in my days ~ it includes over 50% gratitude practice!

I have a happy home, a healthy heart, and huge amounts of gratitude for the gifts life keeps giving me.

My happiness in pictures…