I’m fakin’ it – my smile that is, and it’s making life sweeter

I’m experimenting with my smile. In that I’m trying to keep one on my face for most of the day. Not the toothy, forced type that might scare a small child, but a gentle, pleasant, peaceful version. In the moments when I would tune in to my facial expression, more often than not I’d find my teeth gritted and brows …

Lighten up Sunshine!

As a born worrier and someone who tends to live inside her own mind, I have a tendency to be too serious if I don’t watch it. All the time spent with my own thoughts, being thorough, can weigh me down, slow me up. It can cause me to retract and retreat, to shrink from life. It reaches a stage …

Comparison is a killjoy

I had a bit of a bender over the past week. Not the alcohol/drug type, but the in-my-own-mind, catastrophising type. The type that has me obsessing over what everyone else has and does, and the perceived shortcomings of my own life and how lacking it is. When it is not. It’s been a while since I had one of these …

Is your inner voice being a bitch?

Chatting to a mum at school pick-up this week, I was struck by how critical we can be of ourselves. This lady is beautiful inside and out – she’s a genuinely lovely person, is thin but curvy and has a head of long, beautiful hair that is quite striking. But she sees none of that, not that she let on …