Remember Your Brilliance

Out of my rhythm The white sky has me thrown, when did the sky become winter.  Here in the north the sun shines a lot in the winter, and this is good, while it has little strength - it stills shines - the colour is more white than the fire of the summer. It's white, and seems more quiet in a way. This is alright. I like the seasonal changes, I like to follow rhythms. I am right now in a busy, time, with travel, and my spirit seems to want to settle and to be more white, to be quiet...to still shine, yet in a quiet winter sun sort of way. My travel has me moving between these two energies, the fire of movement, of change and the desire to be in the quiet background, shining. I have been teetering again between what my business is and what I am actually doing. Have you felt this way before? During sessions I deal in the intangible world of energy and intentions, and then I see the results through client success and change. I love what I do, love the interaction with cl...

Seth Godin says, you can always write a blog, because when you write as you speak, it's easy; because, as he claims, we rarely have 'speaker's block'. I am not so sure. Lately, I haven't had much to say, to share. I have had a great launch to my new service of Coaching via Email- I guess that is something to talk about. Our family has welcomed a new baby into the family, a new grandson for my husband and I - that is something to talk about. Our family has also lost one key member, my mother in law. All of this happened in the same month. August. So August was full on with emotions, the fullness of life as it were. The sadness and the gladness. It was bitter sweet to lose our Mother (in law), she had been unwell, and at the end in a bit of distress. So, of course, we didn't want her to linger in the sorrow of pain and distress.  She was happy to say farewell, she knew who was waiting for her on the other side. I also wonder now if she had a ch...

Get dressed. Show up. For the past two weeks I have been involved in self experiment of sorts; getting dressed. Now, don't get me wrong, I get dressed most days.  In the recent past, there were days pajamas were the attire for the whole day. Pajama day.  Easy, relaxing and comfy. These days, I'm on a bit of a roll with changing my habits.  I have been working with myself to change the way I move in the world, and it occurred to me getting dressed first thing may be an easy change to do. I thought it would be uncomfortable and I wouldn't like it. Since I love quiet reflective mornings I figured my pajamas were the perfect costume for this. I was mistaken. Being ready to create the day is more in my style it seems. It has been very easy in fact - getting up and getting dressed right away has lead me to more productive days. As I consider - it's possibly because I get up, get dressed and begin - the day has started - and since I am already dressed, there is...

“Come back into your life.” “Come back to yourself.” These were the whispers, I have been hearing  recently. For the past two years I have spent more time with my parents than usual. My father moved from illness into diagnosed cancer through to his death.  In that time, I moved through my life with heart and purpose for what needed to be done, and I am grateful for the time I had, with my parents.  However, now, as the two years remain in my heart, I know I need to move forward; to use the experience fully, to enrich my life. It was only recently I fully realized I had turned 50 within that time. Time had swept my life along. Recently, during many of my lovely women conversations, the question ‘now what?’ would arrive.  “What are you going to do now?” They would ask this as if they knew what I did not at the time; I needed to change something, to release, to add or to shift something.    The whispered requests becoming louder, now coupled with the cu...