5 Simple Ways to Love Yourself More
The whole concept of “self-love” gets bandied around quite a bit – as though it’s the simplest thing and what we should all be doing, and if we are not quite doing it “right” then it’s no wonder things aren’t working out in our lives…. At least that is how I experience it most of the time…. However what is “self-love” really? Does it mean eating the right foods (because if you loved yourself you would only want the best), or dressing your sexiest/most attractive, or not dressing sexy at all (because if you loved yourself then you would respect yourself enough to do so), or having the most fulfilling relationships as they are reflecting your relationship to yourself (because surely something is off kilter if you are not experiencing full embodied love manifest in your reality)? Continue Reading
Seeing The Other In You
Kissing Frogs, Chasing Princes
I have been reflecting over the past while regarding the comfort of fantasy… about how much easier it is to hold onto this idea of what it is going to be like, holding onto the hopes and dreams of the ideal relationship, the successful business, the perfect body, the happy family, the idyllic life. Getting caught up in the search for quick fixes…. This seminar, this workshop, this gym program, this diet, this new/full moon, this therapist/counsellor whatever…. As though each is going to contain THAT answer which is somehow going to provide this immediate cataclysmic shift into my perfect life. Of course, each of these activities have great value, and as a coach and facilitator myself, I am certainly not saying these things do not support each of us in this journey of life, and are instrumental in the changes that we seek…. However we are often conveniently forgetting that missing piece which is: only we are responsible for any change, and all work comes from ourselves…. One step at a time. Continue Reading
Where has all the love gone?
We live in a world where ‘love’ is questioned or even mistrusted; where the concept of marriage and long term committed partnerships are under scrutiny as being archaic sociological structures for the pursuit of power and control, or at least as a vehicle to ensure an ease of meeting certain needs. Is it any doubt then that relationships are seen as traps and marriage as the old “ball and chain”? Continue Reading
A fresh look at Valentine’s Day
It’s valentine’s day. A day that has become synonymous with expressing our love to our special beloveds, or those whom we even secretly admire. What if though we could use this day to not only share our love with those around us, but also ear-mark it as a day where we can truly celebrate the love for ourselves. A day where we can stop our usual routines of being externally focused on the world around us and cherish every aspect of ourselves. Continue Reading
Cinderella’s shoe… Lessons from the universe
A long long time ago, what feels like another lifetime, I bought a pair of shoes. I wore them to my end of school matric dance. A ball we can say. Continue Reading
What is in a name?
When new parents are expecting a new baby they often spend hours contemplating the name and anticipated meaning for their new child. Tmina (pronounced tee-mi-nah) is a my creative brainchild. It has been a lifelong process of building, growing, experiencing and nurturing, which I have now had the pleasure of birthing into reality.
The Perfection of Seeming Imperfection
One of the great lessons that I am working with in myself at the moment is this element of perfectionism. How much it has taken over my life and expresses in control and expectation. Today was a living example of how letting go of the how it should look provides a freedom of flow, which results in beauty and creation unthought of…
All for a dress…
The chatter and bickering of the two girls as they compete over who gets to play with the iPhone while both trying to sit on the same spot in the car fills me with both pride and irritation. They are both strong and independent and know their own minds, however as they battle their wills it fills me with adrenalin and anxiety as I try and focus on the road whilst still navigating my own thoughts which are often as loud as the girls chatting alongside me. Aimee is refusing to be buckled in her car seat and I throw all parental caution to the wind and adopt ease and sanity and bend to her will. Continue Reading
Friend or Foe
My inner critic has always been a very insidious character whom I am so aware of, yet so blind to her too. She is the shadow between the trees, the dark smoke in the corners. She has no form and is able to travel and hide in all corners and all places. She is as present as the air that I breathe….. however toxic. Continue Reading