The right words at the right time

Words have always held a special power for me.  Words are the magic of communication, sharing a message or emotion, revealing a truth or idea, offering comfort or advice, giving instructions or feedback.

The right words at the right time can change your life.  Sometimes you may have heard the words before but you weren’t really ready to listen to their message until that very moment.  Like the Buddhist proverb…

“When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.” Continue reading

Are you a doer or a watcher?

Are you living fully, totally engaged in every moment of your life, good or bad?

Are you a doer? Do you feel the fear and do it anyway; sometimes succeeding, stumbling, soaring, falling, failing, sharing your gifts, your vulnerability and putting yourself out there?

Or are you a watcher? Do you live on the sidelines, wishing your lot was different, always observing, expert at judging and advising others, waiting until it’s perfect before you begin? Continue reading

Starting Fresh – its never too late…

Hello and welcome, here we are at last, or at first really.  My first blog post.  The first day of autumn, an auspicious day for a new adventure.

Now you’re asking yourself, ‘she’s got ‘autumn’ and ‘auspicious’ and ‘adventure’ in one sentence why would I keep reading?’

Firstly, I don’t mind if you don’t.  Stop now, turn off whatever device you’re reading this on and go outside.  Breathe in deeply, stretch, and smile.  Off you go…

Still here?  OK.  Here’s the deal with me.  I love words and I believe they have the power to change lives.  And if we’re really honest, all of us could do with a little change somewhere in our lives. So, mostly what you’ll get will be words about inspiring, instructing or involving you to go and do something, something different, or at least to think about it differently.  To ‘be the change you want to see in the world’ as Ghandi said, words which, by the way, cover all three – they inspire, instruct and involve, works for me. Continue reading