category: life on planet sas

re-entry lessons: is this freedom or chaos?

June 08, 2018

This post was first shared with the Thoughtful Coaches Insider community.  ——— So I went to Italy. To Jane’s Loving Kindness Retreat. And I honestly thought I would get so much work done. At the very least, writing my new course and planning out the rest of the year. Oh I had such high hopes […]

stretch, eat, nap repeat: on developing a rest ethic

May 29, 2018

From this dusty chair in the courtyard next to the restaurant, all I can hear are birds chattering and the occasional shouts of hotel staff preparing tonight’s supper. I have come to Tuscany in the heat of early Summer with the specific intention of ‘risking being disturbed and changed’. Basically, I’m knackered. I have spent […]

he turned us into dog people

March 23, 2018

Dear Bohdi, It was on a five-hour drive to Cornwall to visit our pals Penny and Cam, when the idea of you started to become real. We’d been talking about getting a dog for years, but work and study and the furs and is our house big enough? There was always something that convinced us […]

twenty seventeen: my top nine

December 31, 2017

According to the numerologists, 2017 is a ‘one’ year, signifying the start of a new global energetic cycle. Here’s what I’ll remember 2017 for: Self-doubt. After years of researching and studying this fascinating phenomenon, I got super clear that the work I am here to do is to help people transcend self-doubt. I staked a claim […]

beware the well-rested woman

November 22, 2017

I spent five days last week running my annual retreat. Usually, I would be pretty much back at my desk asap, under some delusional notion that I had things to do that couldn’t possibly wait. Back in my corporate days, I would actively choose to fly into Heathrow at 6 am and go straight in […]

where will you be 15 June 2020?

June 15, 2017

I poured my coffee while Bodhi chomped away at his kibble (tied to the fridge so he doesn’t chase the cats). On the other side of the kitchen, said furs were breakfasting on Sheba treats (because they require a little bribery to get them in the kitchen these days). I sat at the table, listening […]