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Feeling like yourself.
“‘I don’t feel very much like Pooh today,’ said Pooh. ‘There, there,’ said Piglet. ‘I’ll bring you tea and honey until you do.’” —Winnie-the-Pooh Do you ever have times where you’ve lost any sense of who you are, or what you’re supposed to do?
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Looking forward.
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Forget ‘that’ll do’
And start really living.
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Three little birds
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Drumming up
A little enthusiasm. When you wake up in the morning, what do you feel? Do you groan and feel a sense of dread about the things you have to face that day? Or do you spring up, punch the air and shout ‘yes, another day!’. If you are in the second group then you’ve got…
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If only there was another me
Last week in my Pilates class, the instructor asked ‘Ruth’ to bring her arm up a bit. I looked round and asked ‘is there another Ruth here today?’. Of course there wasn’t, but there was always a chance she wasn’t talking to me, that I was doing it right. It got me thinking about taking…
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Head like a
Sieve. Absolutely doolally. That’s me. I’ll give you an example: last week I was on my phone talking to my husband. After a few minutes I said into my phone, ‘I have no idea where my phone is.’ It didn’t dawn on me until he pointed out that I was holding the blinking thing to…
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Glimmer in the dust.
I’m going to tell you my secret, the thing that keeps my head up every day.
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The way is
Blocked. You had a destination, a carefully devised plan, everything was in place. But. Just when you’re half way or even nearly the full way there, something unexpected happens. You face the locked door, the raised hand, the ‘road closed’ sign and see no way round.