One thing I always forget when I travel – is just how much I get in my head. Right up there. Caught. Swirling. Feeling trapped. Thoughts run rampant. All the ones that haven’t been able to surface due to the schedules and to-do lists that exist back on home soil. Which is funny, because the anticipation of getting away, of travelling,…

  So this was the picture – I felt tired, impatient, gritting my teeth and having to be very conscious not to react. Exhaustingly so. A couple of client bookings got messed up. My cravings were through the roof. I felt panicked. Life had started to hurt. So I booked in for a Kinesiology session. What came up – all the…