Last Easter I made a big leap. Physically. Off a (small) cliff and into a deep blue river by a waterfall. In hot hot Cuban sunshine.
Well, maybe it was just a ledge. But I am scared of heights, so it was a big deal. A big leap, in fact. Continue reading
If you were not afraid of anything or anyone, what would you do? Who would you be? What would you say? How would you live? Where would you live? How would you dress?
‘If I was not afraid, I would…’
One life coaching exercise I have found dramatically effective is to answer the above. Daily. For a week or two. And notice what items come up again and again. Little things and big things.
Those of you reading this in the UK know that we have had more rain this summer than the last 150 years. Or is it since records began? A long time anyway!
Friends have talked of frustration or even anger at the ‘bad’ weather. They haven’t been able to plan outdoor activities and go for walks or cycles without the risk of getting wet. They haven’t seen a lot of sun.
My response to the weather this year has been to be intrigued. It has been very, very wet. And there has been very little sun. And I find myself wondering what next – could there be snow even? Without meaning to, I have adopted a Zen-like acceptance towards British weather this summer. Or, to switch religions, ‘everything works together for good’. Continue reading
I am someone who plans. I like to know what my social arrangements are for the next week or three. I like to book up to see plays at the theatre months in advance. I like to have lunch plans, brunch plans, going to see friends plans. I even like to plan when I am going to relax. I like to have a full diary.
Over the last few weeks, I’ve been experimenting with a new way of living – not planning. Continue reading