The time I was allowed to become ferrel is now over. I’m not talking about living in a forest eating nuts and berries while running about with hardly any clothes on – although I do have friends who may have done that! I’m talking about three months at home, being bra-less and gardening in bare feet. Very hairy legs and my hair looking like a birds nest, but not really caring much, and only putting a smidge of make up on when I went to Sainsburys every ten days. I saw no clien
I am complete. I don’t have anything missing, I just needed a make-over. And I don’t mean I needed my hair done or new nails. More like a re-boot make over, like a car having a service. I just needed the time. Time that I would never ever have taken off if it hadn’t been for Covid19. An enforced sabbatical, which at the start was a huge worry. A worry over money, and a worry that I would lose all that I had built up over the last thirty years. I didn’t worry so much about not
Australia is on fire. The world is on fire. Unless you have been living on a different planet over the last few days, you will know about the crisis on the other side of the world. This is something that I feel very strongly about. So many people think that because this is happening on the opposite side of the word it has nothing to do with them. It does. It really does. Many of us know people who live in Australia. I have a great friend who lives in Sydney and another in Tas
From an early age – well about 12 – I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to be a beauty therapist. Not a beautician, that’s different. I wanted this so badly, but teachers told me that I should go into catering because I was very good at cookery. There weren’t courses in beauty therapy in every college, and the only one in the South West was at Weston Super Mare. Three hundred applicants for a 32 place course from as far away as Newquay and Stroud. I had to get in, so I guess
Something different is emerging. It may not be everyones taste, but I was recently asked to create a piece of art for a client using a small amount of her fathers ashes. This felt such a normal thing to do, that I jumped at the chance. It was such a beautiful idea, and just seemed so right. I was surprised to see how many people make glass or resin jewellery from the ashes of a loved one as a keepsake. I don’t make jewellery, but I do create contemporary energy art, so this i
“…and all because it snowed!” a client said this week. Things seem to be moving very quickly, but that’s me all over. I’ve learnt a lot about manifesting and gratitude over the years. Dream boards, setting intentions, releasing your expectations and allowing the universe to do its thing. Little did I know the non-ski holiday last year due to the issues from snowfall here cancelling our flight, would be a catalyst that would turn my life on to a slightly different track. Life
Since I’ve been working more within the art field, I’ve come across people who have no idea what a ‘commission’ really means. It’s either something they have never thought about, as they have never bought an original piece of art or, they have no art on their walls at all. Is it the word that puts people off? I do think it’s the wording that makes it seem a bit elitist. If you need help designing a new garden, but you aren’t a gardener, you call in a professional. If you are
I’ve always been pretty consistent with my blog writing, but I’ve recently lapsed. It’s been too long between posts, and for those who only follow me here, I apologise! I’ve been spreading myself across a selection of social media to find which avenue works best. It seems they all do! Not everyone uses every platform, so I need to keep in touch with you all, but I’ve been spreading myself a little thin. Some of you regularly read the monthly newsletter, while others like the
It’s been a long time coming, but we have finally had the ski holiday we missed out on last year, when the Beast From The East scuppered our flight. If you are new to this blog, then read about the turning point here. I’m not a natural born skier. You know this. I didn’t learn at school and I’m not sporty at all. I enjoy skiing because I like being up a mountain! Up a mountain, breathing mountain air, eating amazing food and hopefully spending a few après ski hours in the spa
It’s a question we hear a lot these days, or is it just an age thing, and we are just more aware of it? Were we being told about being happy in our skin at the age of 20? Probably not. We were all concerned over our cellulite and big thighs, which diet was the best and how many Jane Fonda step ups you needed to do to burn off your breakfast. As we age, there is that realisation that we don’t have unlimited time on the planet. We are often aware that some people don’t get the
What an incredible few days! Who would have thought a year ago I would be holding my debut exhibition? Things have moved so quickly it’s incredible. If you have been a follower of mine for a while, you will know that this is a natural progression from the healing work I already do, but not to worry, I am still working one to one with clients. Both ways of working go hand in hand together. The preview night on Wednesday was everything and more. Such a lovely buzz with people a
‘Who does all the art?’ Asked a client I treated yesterday, as he looked at the gallery wall. A client who is not subscribed to the newsletter, and has no interest in any social media, so how would he know? Me. It’s my art. Now that shocked him a bit. Then came the questions:
How long have I painted?
Where do I paint?
How do I do it?
When do I find the time? When I explained that I work with energy and embed it in the painting, that was probably a little too weird for hi
It wasn’t that long ago we were all stuck at home because of the snow. I remember it well, as I had the non-holiday! – although this did enable me to start a new project, so all wasn’t lost. There is always an upside….. well, most of the time. We are now enjoying a real heatwave – a summer where we have brown grass and empty water butts. Farmers are crying out for rain, there is a hosepipe ban in parts of the country – although I’ve never really understood why people water th
I’m a little late in writing a new blog post. I was suddenly aware it is nearly mid summer, and realised I haven’t written since the trip to France. Rather than panicking about it, I noticed that I have actually given up worrying about time. People inevitably exclaim,’Where has the time gone? Is it mid-summer already? It will soon be Christmas!’ We are normally sent into a panic when this happens. Time moves at the same rate. We just perceive it differently. As children, term
The first holiday abroad for my brother was a complete success, and a learning curve for all concerned. We went to see our mother and Step Father in Brittany. From helping Adam to pack, as he has spacial awareness issues, to the long wait for the ferry, we overcame each obstacle as it appeared. Living in the moment was very much the name of the game. The ferry was late getting in due to the bad weather, which meant we had to wait in the car for nearly two hours. We were rekin
Some of you will have seen via instagram that I have been a little arty recently. It’s been a while coming to fruition, but I have embarked on something new. Something that can run alongside what I already do. I used to paint, but I’m not a natural born artist, giving up art at school, as only the superbly talented chosen ones were encouraged. My grandfather used to paint in oils and my grandmother was a dressmaker, and could sketch dresses on bodies, and faces with no troubl
Today is the shortest day and longest night. The Winter Solstice. The pinnacle of Yule Tide. Thank the Pagans for Christmas. It’s not all about babies in mangers. It’s much deeper than that. As you know, I am a lone witch. I don’t do full blown ceremonies with masses of people at Stonehenge. I like a more subtle, carefully planned little moments of magic in my own space. I’ve been asked what I actually do. I’m reluctant to share a step by step procedure of my evening, as it
Music moves you, it makes you weep. Some gives you goosebumps. Drums call people together, chimes give focus, and the sounds in nature restore and heal you. Sound therapy is a huge subject, and one I have always been interested in. It only seems right that sound is used in healing therapies, whether it is peaceful resonance music during a treatment, the use of singing bowls to mark the end of a healing session, or a full on gong bath on a retreat. Whatever rings your bell, (e
You have a bad day at the office and you take all that ‘stuff’ home with you. It festers away spilling out of you in to your home life. This isn’t healthy, and it could mean you have to disconnect and cut some cords. What does this mean, cutting cords? I’m seeing this so much on social media at the moment, but there seems to be some confusion over what it actually means. We are all made from energy. We attract energy and we give off energy. Every person vibrates at a differen
There’s a lot going on that can zap your energy. I like to think that I connect with people through my work and social media with love and attention. I’m not an unkind person and I always view the world in a positive way. As I get older it becomes clear that people come and go, and some are meant to challenge us so we can grow. Some energy zappers are there to kick us into realising what they are, and allowing us to know what to do about them. Do you have holes in your bucke