This post as been started and stopped and deleted too many times to count. When I’m blocked, my writing becomes blocked. The inspiration just isn’t there. The words don’t come. I waffle. And this pains me greatly. For those of us who use words to understand ourselves, to make sense of our circumstances, when the words don’t come, won’t come…

It’s easy for me to say Kinesiology works magic, for I’m playing with it every day. But six years on, hand on my heart, each session still blows me away just like that first session did. The words below are from a new client of mine. With her permission I asked if I could repost them. Her words warmed my…

  I’ve been trying to tune in, work out what to write to entice you to come to Death Dinner Party on Saturday night. And when I say entice, I want to be clear, it’s not cause we need to sell tickets. The more the merrier – of course, but this post isn’t a sales pitch. Have a read of the…