What did you love when you were seven?

I’ve been silent for a while because I’ve been pondering, processing.  When something rustles up my psyche, I find I need to let it settle.  It’s like throwing a pebble …

Savouring

I have an oracle card on my desk that depicts a shower of rich red rose petals and one word: SAVOUR (okay, let’s be honest, it says SAVOR – but …

Healing Rituals – bringing passion and purpose to life

In this crazy modern world, many of us are desperately seeking to find something to put us in touch, even if just for a moment, with the divine (whatever you …

Qoya – teaching women to be wild, wise, and free

The woman in front of me is dancing her pain, her grief, her anguish. She is so brave, so beautiful in her vulnerability that I have tears flooding down my …

Conscious writing – how writing from the soul can heal your life

I’ve been earning my living from words for the last 30 years. I’m the author of over 20 non-fiction books and have worked for pretty well all the national newspapers …

Testament (Or, Homage to Walt Whitman)

Right now words are not my friends.  My mind doodles in images only.  Yet still…words are our common currency and, if mine have fled, then needs must I burgle someone …

Stargazing – finding perspective

I’m truly blessed to live on Exmoor. It’s been designated the first International ‘Dark Sky Reserve’ in Europe and, come nightfall, the universe puts on a spectacular display. There really …

Biodanza – liberating mind and body through dance

Biodanza claims almost  miraculous effects – more boosting of creativity, more freedom of expression and yes, better sex too. It also leaves you with boundless energy. Its fans claim it …

Gabrielle Roth’s 5-Rhythms – riding the wave

I met Gabrielle Roth many years ago, when I tested out her 5 Rhythms/Life Dance in London.  Sadly she died two years ago, of lung cancer.  I was reading my …

Creative writing

They say that we all have a book inside us. Many of us dream of writing a novel, penning poems, scribbling an autobiography and yet few of us ever put …

The rule book of the game of life

Ever wish that life had a rule book? That there were a manual which told you how to live your life – to maximise the joy and limit the pain? …

Find your life purpose with the Core Statement

While a lucky few of us know intuitively we are doing exactly the right thing with our lives, the majority of people exist with the nagging feeling that somewhere out …

Treasure mapping

New Year is coming up and  most of us start the year with a list of hopes and dreams. But even the best resolutions frequently collapse come February (or the …

Who were you as a child?

Who were you as a child?  Who were you before you learned to behave in ways that your family, your teachers, your peers, society deemed ‘correct’?  What were your passions …

Kind Regards – the Lost Art of Letter-Writing

“More than kisses, letters mingle souls; for, thus friends absent speak.’ So said John Donne, a famous English poet and a committed letter writer, and I couldn’t agree more. If …

Art therapy – painting the unconscious mind

When we were children we used to paint and draw with pleasure and delight. For a few short blissful years we could do no wrong with our paints and crayons …

Tazeka Aromatherapy – a dose of optimism, balance and motivation in shiny pretty bottles!

Remember, all those years back, when I talked about flirting?  Not about how people flirt (well, not necessarily) but how things can flirt with you?  Well, that’s what happened with …

Life according to Bridget – life lessons from a nearly ninety year old yogi

Age.  Ageing.  It’s a bugger, huh?  So many people I know just accept it as inevitable that, once they hit fifty, it’s pretty much all over save the hovering up after the …

Living life with passion

You know how some people are so passionate, so full of life and the joys of living that they virtually leave you breathless?  Well, why shouldn’t we all have that sense …

On Blackden – Alan Garner, myth & magic

  There are places that touch the soul so deeply it hurts. It’s like standing at the front of a ferry breathing into the wind, loving the exhilaration yet gasping …