• What do you see when you look at yourself? Do you see the person who does X, the hair's that are out of place, the age on your face or a body you love? Post partum I avoided photographs of myself and mirrors. I didn't recognise or love the body that gave life to my daughter no matter how much I wanted to. It's taken a lot (3 freaking years of personal growth) to get to the stage where I'm good at looking at myself in the mirror and beginning to love my body for giving me the most precious person and experience in my life. It took time, it took growth and it took discomfort - a funk ton of it. And I know there are a ton of people out there who say that business has to be the same way but I don't believe that. I believe it gets to be simple (not easy) when you connect to yourself at the core, when you stay congruent to who you are, your loves, likes and that noise, those opinions, allowing the should's that we all succumb to to fade away (because they really don't matter or always work). Business, profits, connections, life, wellbeing, self love, experiencing joy in your life it's all rooted in how well connected you are to yourself. Not to your why, your ideal customer or your strategy. It's all about you. Can you tell I'm still a little disenchanted with some social media platforms and the way the coaching industry turned? I'm not one to shout above a crowd in fact the idea of it turns my stomach over but there is a better, more wholesome, honest way of elevating your business and most importantly, making yourself feel truly happy. If this speaks to you DM me, I'm more than happy to share how I've got to the stage where I feel more me than I ever have (body and mind) and got courageous enough to share it with the world. The last thing I want to say (whilst I'm on my soap box) is I love you. Yeah you. I think you're freaking epic for reading this far, joining me on my journey and for the skills and talents that you have that no other human has. Now go share them with the world! (or with me below so I can find out more about you too) . . #doitfortheprocess #calledtobecreative #creativityfound #creativewellbeing #creativewellness #wellbeingforwomen
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    What do you see when you look at yourself? Do you see the person who does X, the hair's that are out of place, the age on your face or a body you love? Post partum I avoided photographs of myself and mirrors. I didn't recognise or love the body that gave life to my daughter no matter how much I wanted to. It's taken a lot (3 freaking years of personal growth) to get to the stage where I'm good at looking at myself in the mirror and beginning to love my body for giving me the most precious person and experience in my life. It took time, it took growth and it took discomfort - a funk ton of it. And I know there are a ton of people out there who say that business has to be the same way but I don't believe that. I believe it gets to be simple (not easy) when you connect to yourself at the core, when you stay congruent to who you are, your loves, likes and that noise, those opinions, allowing the should's that we all succumb to to fade away (because they really don't matter or always work). Business, profits, connections, life, wellbeing, self love, experiencing joy in your life it's all rooted in how well connected you are to yourself. Not to your why, your ideal customer or your strategy. It's all about you. Can you tell I'm still a little disenchanted with some social media platforms and the way the coaching industry turned? I'm not one to shout above a crowd in fact the idea of it turns my stomach over but there is a better, more wholesome, honest way of elevating your business and most importantly, making yourself feel truly happy. If this speaks to you DM me, I'm more than happy to share how I've got to the stage where I feel more me than I ever have (body and mind) and got courageous enough to share it with the world. The last thing I want to say (whilst I'm on my soap box) is I love you. Yeah you. I think you're freaking epic for reading this far, joining me on my journey and for the skills and talents that you have that no other human has. Now go share them with the world! (or with me below so I can find out more about you too) . . #doitfortheprocess #calledtobecreative #creativityfound #creativewellbeing #creativewellness #wellbeingforwomen
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  • Sometimes people come into your life who you want to stay forever. . . . @ffion.carys.jones I’m so grateful to have witnessed your special day in such a magical place. Yvie is still talking about it with the type of pride that you can almost see puffs up her heart, her chest and her smile. We love and miss you much. Oh and p.s I’m so happy I did the creeper thing and got this shot 😆☺️💕
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    Sometimes people come into your life who you want to stay forever. . . . @ffion.carys.jones I’m so grateful to have witnessed your special day in such a magical place. Yvie is still talking about it with the type of pride that you can almost see puffs up her heart, her chest and her smile. We love and miss you much. Oh and p.s I’m so happy I did the creeper thing and got this shot 😆☺️💕
  • As we left the castle ruins to drive onto the motorway she turned to me and told me that the storms were coming.  She pointed out the window and told me to look over there, explaining that she could see them and that she didn't enjoy thunder storms because they're loud and grumpy but that she liked the adventures little raindrops have as they jump out of their clouds to water the flowers before they go back to join their cloud friends again.  She predicts the weather just as she does everything - very matter of factly. She takes the world as it is, as things are presented to her, with added curiosity as she wants to understand why (everything some days) things are the way they are.  I was reminded as we were talking about the water cycle that at some point we just stop being so curious. We also stop taking the world as it is and start assigning stories to things, meanings and a great deal of them are negative or detrimental to who we are or how we feel about who we are, then we loose this curiosity, this level of self love, humour and understanding but crave its return.  Who knew that as we talked about the weather she would remind me about self acceptance, about self love, about stories and separation and literally show me how to see the world again with all the magic her three year old eyes show her.  My new online programme Solace: how to find your creative voice takes you on a journey of self exploration, of finding your own stories showing you how to turn your experience into a unique form of self expression, giving you your creative voice, helping you stand out and connect with yourself, your creativity and with your audience.   And it helps us regain the curiosity that gives the self acceptance and belonging that we crave and that she has taught me is the most important part of truly living a life you love.  It'll be available very soon, currently hair pulling and preening the tail end! x  
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    As we left the castle ruins to drive onto the motorway she turned to me and told me that the storms were coming.  She pointed out the window and told me to look over there, explaining that she could see them and that she didn't enjoy thunder storms because they're loud and grumpy but that she liked the adventures little raindrops have as they jump out of their clouds to water the flowers before they go back to join their cloud friends again.  She predicts the weather just as she does everything - very matter of factly. She takes the world as it is, as things are presented to her, with added curiosity as she wants to understand why (everything some days) things are the way they are.  I was reminded as we were talking about the water cycle that at some point we just stop being so curious. We also stop taking the world as it is and start assigning stories to things, meanings and a great deal of them are negative or detrimental to who we are or how we feel about who we are, then we loose this curiosity, this level of self love, humour and understanding but crave its return.  Who knew that as we talked about the weather she would remind me about self acceptance, about self love, about stories and separation and literally show me how to see the world again with all the magic her three year old eyes show her.  My new online programme Solace: how to find your creative voice takes you on a journey of self exploration, of finding your own stories showing you how to turn your experience into a unique form of self expression, giving you your creative voice, helping you stand out and connect with yourself, your creativity and with your audience.   And it helps us regain the curiosity that gives the self acceptance and belonging that we crave and that she has taught me is the most important part of truly living a life you love.  It'll be available very soon, currently hair pulling and preening the tail end! x  
  • Does anyone else ever just feel like typing blah blah blah here? Just me? 😆 Happy Friday folks. 📸 me and mini having a squidge at our lovely friends wedding last weekend. Two weeks of rain that stopped for one special day (then continued after!)
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    Does anyone else ever just feel like typing blah blah blah here? Just me? 😆 Happy Friday folks. 📸 me and mini having a squidge at our lovely friends wedding last weekend. Two weeks of rain that stopped for one special day (then continued after!)
  • I’m self taught in surrendering to my feelings.  I’ve had to be. They’ve always come in strength, bowling me over or stopping me dead in my tracks. At times when I’ve felt as though things are swimming along from day to day all of a sudden I’m reminded of the vastness of my emotions from the tiniest of events that snowball into a tsunami.  I realised that a lot of my responses were energetic, happening in miliseconds and in a heartbeat things would shift – my energy, mood, thoughts, state of being.  Being so sensitive to the world around me is part of the reason I used to numb to it but along with that I numbed myself, my voice, my passions and my art. I lived a life that didn’t feel like my own.  Until I learnt to surrender.   I had to release what I was holding to make space to be myself again. And yes there was a part of me that always held on so tightly for fear of letting go, fear of sliding into the depths of my emotions so deeply there may be no way back, but there always was.  I let myself feel it all, let it pass through me, becoming the observer and through the discomfort, through the slowness of watching things occur I found a way to cope with the depths of my feelings and at the same time find curiosity, intrigue, creativity and an exquisite type of respect for the beauty that can be found in our humanity.  It’s from this place that we get to choose who to be, how to use the things in our lives that we feel affect us, have shaped us, have hurt or helped us and to decide what to do with all of this right now.  It’s from this place that we can find our voices, use our experience to inform our expression and empower ourselves from what previously weighed us down.  Life, our emotions, they have a flow to them. Surrendering to that flow helps us ride the waves instead of sinking into them.
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    I’m self taught in surrendering to my feelings.  I’ve had to be. They’ve always come in strength, bowling me over or stopping me dead in my tracks. At times when I’ve felt as though things are swimming along from day to day all of a sudden I’m reminded of the vastness of my emotions from the tiniest of events that snowball into a tsunami.  I realised that a lot of my responses were energetic, happening in miliseconds and in a heartbeat things would shift – my energy, mood, thoughts, state of being.  Being so sensitive to the world around me is part of the reason I used to numb to it but along with that I numbed myself, my voice, my passions and my art. I lived a life that didn’t feel like my own.  Until I learnt to surrender.   I had to release what I was holding to make space to be myself again. And yes there was a part of me that always held on so tightly for fear of letting go, fear of sliding into the depths of my emotions so deeply there may be no way back, but there always was.  I let myself feel it all, let it pass through me, becoming the observer and through the discomfort, through the slowness of watching things occur I found a way to cope with the depths of my feelings and at the same time find curiosity, intrigue, creativity and an exquisite type of respect for the beauty that can be found in our humanity.  It’s from this place that we get to choose who to be, how to use the things in our lives that we feel affect us, have shaped us, have hurt or helped us and to decide what to do with all of this right now.  It’s from this place that we can find our voices, use our experience to inform our expression and empower ourselves from what previously weighed us down.  Life, our emotions, they have a flow to them. Surrendering to that flow helps us ride the waves instead of sinking into them.