Over the past few weeks, I’ve been on a decluttering binge fest. Thanks, Peter Walsh.⠀ And boy, does it feel good. 😊⠀ Everything is getting cleared out. The spare room (which hubby and I affectionately call “the room no one speaks of”) is currently the dumping ground for everything that doesn’t have a place – it’s getting a massive overhaul. Everything is going that: I haven’t touched in over a year, has long-term dust on it (you know what I’m…
How lovely are these statements? Reading them fills me with a feeling of peace, calm and tranquility. 🙏🏻🍃 And a dawning reality that I have much work to do to feel this way consistently. And I question whether I’ll ever achieve it. One can only strive towards it. I do, however, remember certain moments in my life where I have felt like this. This is my Harmony List – When I consistently exercise, when I regularly meditate, when I eat…
About last night. I turned 40 yesterday and had an incredible night to celebrate with close family and friends. This is me + hubby burning it up on the dance floor on our very rare baby free night. In the lead up and on my birthday, I got countless questions about how it feels to turn 40. Basically, they were asking, do you feel old? 😂 The short answer is no. I don’t feel old. I don’t feel 40. I…
Do you pay attention to the messages the universe sends you? Today, I learned the importance of paying attention. Otherwise, I would have missed this gem on my morning walk. It resonates with me as I previously thought wasteful thoughts that didn’t serve me. I didn’t know they were wasteful, but I did a brilliant short course a while back run by Brahma Kumaris who taught me this and so much more. Now I try to choose my thoughts wisely…
This is where it all began. December 2nd 2015, Melbourne Australia. Oprah was in Melbourne for a flying visit for two nights only – the first was sold out. My bestie called the day before the final show, to say the last tickets were going on sale right now and did I want to go. Did I want to see Oprah? Of course I did. So on a whim and toiling with mother’s guilt of leaving my 4 month old…
