Lessons From Frieda – My Car

10580143_10154416412180471_9047487319132656391_nOnly one week to go till I head OS and I’m feeling pretty excited! However, go back one week and it was a very different story. Even the most well prepared and experienced in big change can have moments of doubt. After my debacle with the house at #10, the twists and turns continued to play out and I began to feel the physical effects of feeling anxious and stressed about moving overseas. Continue reading

#1 Reason I’m Packing My Bags… Eggs, Bread & Cheese

Screen shot 2014-08-10 at 10.40.50 AMYou know what has been bugging me since it appeared in my peripheral vision? The cost of living. I’m going out on a limb here, with the risk of sounding old (!), but I’m sure the basic cost of living has gone up. I went to the shop the other day to get some basics – milk, bread, eggs Continue reading

No Longer Blogless

ImageI am back.

And it feels so good!!

Interesting, today marks the beginning of 2014 Year of the Horse and I’ve just realised that for the majority of 2013 Year of the Snake, I was blogless… which is not as uncanny as it first may seem.

The year of the Snake was all about personal transformation, keeping low to the ground, Continue reading

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How To Survive Mercury Retrograde

It’s now 3:13am and I can’t sleep… I had the most indulgent day I’ve given to myself in months! I had a 2hr massage this morning, perused the markets, drank tea looking out over rolling hills and then spent the afternoon at the beach with some girlfriends. It got even better when the neighbours invited me around for a big plate of the most amazing home made dinner topped off with pavlova.  When I got home I thought ‘I’m going to sleep so well tonight’…

The mind chatter is unbelievable. I can’t help but wonder if it’s got something to do with this Mercury Retrograde. Is the final to-do-list being downloaded before Mercury moves on? (not sure what time it moves). All week my dreams have been so busy, just full of ‘stuff’. Clear and  begone thank you!

In an attempt to find some answers I’ve been googling and came across this great article. The photo is what I have been doing for the last 5 hours… hilarious! Not. Feel free to leave your interpretation if you have one 🙂

Time to give it another go and see if the Sandman will come visit me.

Night xx

Hello… this is your Throat Chakra talking

Throat Chakra

This morning I woke up feeling a little bit heady. You know when you feel like a cold may be coming on –  head’s a little foggy, can’t think straight, slight headache, some soreness in my ears, but I especially had a sore throat and my glands felt swollen. Instead of grabbing some paracetamol to make me feel better, I started to explore what my body was bringing to my attention.

I instantly connected my sore throat with the Throat Chakra, Continue reading

The Magic Mirror

Different conversations this week have led to the subject of ‘Magic Mirrors’. This year I have had many encounters with the ‘Magic Mirror’ as I start to understand my body properly and my self-awareness heightens. The first few encounters can be very confronting, however as you begin to understand how it works, it is one of the most powerful tools of self-development available to you every single moment of each day. Continue reading

It’s Written All Over Your Face

When you look at the photo attached, can you see three people or just one? Would you believe it is the same person (me), on the same day even though each of them looks totally different?! It’s like going to a family party and looking around the room. Each person has their own look, but you can tell they are related. I’m sharing this photo with you to demonstrate how different our feminine and masculine sides can be. Continue reading

Bloggers Bludge

Arrrggghhh! So I’m already falling off the wagon. Back to the blog!

I used to do boxing. I loved it. I’d head down to the local PCYC for two or three classes a week at my peak. Punching bags, hitting that speed ball till I’m sure it would fly off its hook. Then there was the ring. Jumping in was a little daunting at first, but sparing with Patrick Moore the trainer was such a rush. The sound of my gloves hitting pads echoing through the hall and drops of sweat smashing the ground… Continue reading