6 Ways To Help You Reduce Resistance To Change
In my professional experience and even personally, I have found that not everyone embraces change. Some fear it because familiarity is comfortable and they want to maintain the status quo. For others, revelling in the past can be a much safer position of power. Understandably, the future – and the unknown – can be…
The Pain Forces Me To Look At It
I am starting the process of accepting everything, beginning with shame, guilt and fear about sex. This day I have a lot of pain in my foot. It has not stopped throughout the night and all the hours of this morning. The pain is so strong that all my body shakes from it. I will…
It’s Your Mouth That is Killing You
Poisons Hidden in Food and Drinks That Need Not be There. Synthetic ingredients are used in the food industry for the benefit of the food industry. Natural colours and taste additives are cheaper and better in both performance and taste but are shunned. We need to ask – WHY? Since my wife, who has Fibromyalgia,…
Riding and Releasing Fear at the Cellular Level
I’ve worked with a handful of riders who had deep fear issues, some of whom had many years of riding and horse ownership. What needs to be understood, and addressed, is the way the body stores fear-memory at the cellular level. Yoga, breathwork, grounding and relaxation techniques need to be incorporated – otherwise the trainer…
Changing World – Part 3 of 4
The Buddha’s Gifts Gautam Siddhartha, otherwise known as The Buddha (the Enlightened One) gave the world two gifts; The Four Noble Truths The Eightfold Path The Four Noble Truths are (with some of my own commentary); The Truth of Suffering (Dukkha) is caused by the desire by people to find ultimate satisfaction from all physical…
The Path Reveals Itself
This morning Hassan made us coffee and tea, which were ready for us when we appeared at 7.30am… We had a last photo call with him pouring the tea in traditional style from a great height… We had said goodbye to Nadia and Lamina yesterday, but ten minutes before we left the doorbell rang and…
Sound Therapy and the Shaman Path
I recently attended a spiritual retreat for a weekend on which I was introduced to the ways of our Shaman ancestors, and I was shown how sound therapy is a powerful tool in healing ourselves both physically, mentally and emotionally. We all acknowledge how music and song can affect humans in different ways. We all…
Are You Open To Receiving Love?
On Valentine’s Day, everywhere you look there are red hearts, red roses, gifts for the one you love, all the symbols of romantic love. The emphasis is on giving love tokens to your loved one, but the question is “Are you open to receiving love?”. Here’s a simple test… When someone compliments you (an act…
The 5 Sides to Love and Relationships
February is synonymous with Valentine’s Day, love and relationships. As a coach I work with people on all aspects of their life from your relationship with yourself through to all types of personal, family, professional and business relationships. So I thought I’d post an article that takes this broader view of relationships. Here’s an article…
Children are a Central Part of my Work
Children are a central part of my work. I believe that if we work with children, we can change the world much more than working with adults. Firstly, it is important to create true boundaries for children without being negative, without instilling in them the fear that they will not be successful, or use this…
7 Powerful Tips to Effective Networking
Not everyone enjoys attending networking events for a number of reasons. However, it is an essential skill for the aspiring professional or entrepreneur, which can be developed and honed to perfection. Networking can be an art form or a minefield, whichever way you look at it. For some people that I have coached, developing networking…
Enticed, Unloved and Confused
The deer On the snow covered Mountains Knows That autumn is near From the echo Of his Own voice. This is the picture for this post. It is a free translation from Hebrew of a haiku by Leah Goldberg, an Israeli poet. She is not alive any more. I just remembered it. I felt like…