Relaxing. I wish I could. I don't know why I can't. The internal dialogue in my head is just waiting for someone to find me out, accuse me of something I should have done or done better or done before or faster or whatever. So I stay tense, and unsure of myself, and it's really... Continue Reading →
For the Birds
I'm slowly becoming a birder. A lot of my childhood was spent with my father shushing me while he looked at something through his binoculars, so there's history behind this. However, one of the things I really got from my dad was not a love of bird watching, but just the idea that all things... Continue Reading →
Positively Punctual
I'm working on it, trying to be positive. I'm going to list all the nice things that have happened or gone well in the last week, just on a personal level because it's not worth looking elsewhere at the moment. I caught a train that I was completely going to miss. I didn't realize that... Continue Reading →
Madness and Tolerance
I just finished my friend Helen Taylor's memoir love lay down beside me and we wept. It is a dissection of her depression which took her as far as a very nearly successful suicide attempt. I knew from meeting her that she is a perfectionist, and that her inner critic wants to tell her that... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 