Updated on October 31st, 2018

Some nights, longing- Notes from Lockdown

Some nights, I lie tired but sleepless in my bed, listening to the racket the frogs are making in the nearby pond. Other nights, the frogs are quiet, but my longing speaks instead. It got stronger since there’s been talk of gradually re-opening our locked-down world. I’m longing to visit places. To see, touch, hug people. To try new stuff, have an adventure. Technology – life-saving as it has been in keeping us connected and productive – is a poor substitute for real human Read-more

Freedom – Notes from Lockdown

Updated on April 28th, 2020

Self-isolation has turned into lockdown, but my life has remained the same. After nearly a month of staying in, the power of new habits has softened my initial shock at what is happening in the world. Perhaps it’s easing my loss of freedom, too. I live simply, learning to savour a different, humbler kind of freedom. I’m filled with a gratitude I’ve rarely felt in my life. And, whilst I mostly stay indoors, the trees outside light up in opulent Read-more

Every day a new beginning – Notes from Self-Isolation

Updated on April 12th, 2020

I’m not often awake before dawn, lifelong night owl that I am. But today, I woke at four in the night and couldn’t go back to sleep. Two hours later, I get up, exasperated. I pull up the shutters of my bedroom window. In the east, behind the black hills, the sky is beginning to faintly glow. It’s like a promise. The orange radiance reflects on the ponds of the park that lies dark and silent, awaiting the new day. Read-more

Love Is the Answer – Notes from Self-Isolation

Updated on April 4th, 2020

On my short walks, I often pass the cemetery. My dad is buried here. I greet him as I walk past on the gravel path that runs alongside it, so straight it could have been drawn with a giant ruler. I step across a narrow patch of stubbly grass, duck under the low branches of a lime tree. On the cemetery car park, I look down onto the pavement. There’s a spot where it’s cracked into the shape of a Read-more

Everyday stories, up and down – Notes from Self-Isolation

Updated on April 2nd, 2020

I’ve walked these stairs up and down a few times each day now. Sixteen steps per floor; six floors. It feels better than taking the lift. The exercise burns my leg muscles; my heart is pounding in my chest. That’s good; I’m alive. I pass my neighbours’ doors, all painted in the same orangey-pink. One is adorned with a hopeful little wreath, another boasts a bold WELCOME! sign, defying the lockdown. Behind each door, lives are being lived, stories unfold… Read-more

Expansion of a different kind – Notes from Self-Isolation

Updated on April 2nd, 2020

From my bedroom window I can see the sky. It looks pristine. Hard, too, like porcelain glazed in a rare turquoise colour. A hawk is drawing elegant circles up there, soaring effortlessly on the air, patiently waiting for some tiny prey to move in the grassy fields below. I wonder how she sees our world from up there. Does the lack of people make any difference to her? If anything, I’m guessing our withdrawal means she can expand… Read-more

Just Sitting – Notes from Self-Isolation

Updated on April 2nd, 2020

The world seems calm this mid-March evening, after a t-shirt-weather-day with temperatures we normally see in May. But the weather is changing, and the sky dulls down as the sun readies itself to set in pale orange and mauve tones behind a billowing cloud. On the school’s tartan track below, two lone joggers make their slow and steady rounds – two metres apart, for that’s the distance we keep these days. Inside, my mother is singing, her voice cracked, her Read-more

7 Ways to Learn to Trust Your Intuition

Updated on June 30th, 2020

I was not always in the habit of listening to my gut feeling. As a former Biochemist and Executive Management Consultant, I’d lived mostly in my head, and placed structure above what I thought were vague ideas. But since I’ve learnt to trust my intuition, my life has changed. In this post, I’m sharing three intuition stories and suggest how you  can learn to trust your intuition – and live a more easeful life!

I have not always been well-connected … Read-more

What Happened When I Started Trusting My Intuition

Updated on June 21st, 2020

I was not always in the habit of listening to my gut feeling. As a former Biochemist and Executive Management Consultant, I’d lived mostly in my head, and placed structure above what I thought were vague ideas.  Then I created a structured and intuitive coaching practice, but drove myself very hard with it. It wasn’t until I went through a tough year that I learnt to trust my intuition more. So read on for the story of what happened then… Read-more

How Singing Lessons Helped Me Find My Fighting Spirit

When it comes to getting through the tough times in life, I used to think of myself as a survivor – bearing the pain and the suffering, and somehow coming through on the other side of it. Then I took regular singing lessons with a very pushy singing teacher, who challenged me big time and didn’t let me off the hook, no matter how much I cringed and writhed… This is the story of how I found my fighting spirit. 

My singing teacher is a … Read-more