Do you feel restless?Are you waiting for the next thing; the next job, or weekend, or night of unbroken sleep?Is your heart drumming it's fingers on the desk?Are you impatient?And how's your soul?Are you at peace?Do you know contentment? Can you experience quiet and rest?This weekend I spent time with my sister and my Mum. These two wonderful women are both very active people.They are energised by being do-ers.They do stuff. They get stuff done.And in the action of fulfilling these tasks they find satisfaction. For them it seems this active, busy life is life-bringing.In years gone by after some time...

I have never before selected a 'word for the year'.A word to orient my year around.But then a few weeks ago, I absent-mindedly scrolling through Instagram when a word chose me.I was not expecting it. I didn't go looking for it. This is my word: RESIST. And I believe learning to RESIST will be a big part of my year.I started January with gusto, and for one week after the kids went back to school I was proactive and purposeful.But then as quickly as my new-start-enthusiasm arrived, the bleakness of the month overtook me. It didn't even have the decency to announce itself, or creep up...

Today I am delighted to welcome Tim Grayburn to the blog.Tim Grayburn is a former advertising executive turned performance artist, actor and writer. He co-wrote and performed in his debut theatre show “Fake it til You Make it’ which focused on his own experience of depression. It went on to win ‘Best Theatre’ award at Perth & Adelaide 2015 Fringe festivals. The tour continued with further success in a sold out 4 week run during the Edinburgh 2015 Fringe winning the Herald Angel ‘Best Theatre’ award. He is the author of – ‘Boys Don’t Cry’ an autobiographical tale and exploration...

Hi,I think it might be time to take stock. To think about the things that are tricky. The things you want to ignore and brush under the carpet.I say this because, as you well know, acknowledgement is the first step. You have to see it before you can do anything about it.And the truth is:You are not okay right now, and that is okay.Honestly, it is.You feel low. And that's okay. You don't have to be great all the time.You are allowed to have a bad week, or month. It doesnt necessarily mean another crash is on the way. (In fact this...

This week my friend Hannah has generously agreed to share some of her story on the blog. Hannah is in her 30s is married and has two children. She runs her own social media marketing business, you can find her at http://littleshout.org She also suffers from ME or Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I am sure you will find her words both helpful and hope-filled.Chronic Fatigue Syndrome or ME as some people call it, is an odd condition that not many medical people seem to know much about.At the moment, I’m in a good phase of health. While to some my life seems pretty restricted (I need to use...

To start, some truth:January can be hard.And if you are finding it hard, that does not make you weak.Because it can be hard.I feel this is worth repeating, let me make sure you know before you read any further:it is okay to be finding it hard. You are okay.So, Christmas is over, the decorations have been taken down and any post-holidays fog of wine and chocolate has lifted and been replaced by the stark reality that we are in a new year. 2018 is here. Everywhere there are adverts inviting me to become a 'new me' in this new year....

I love Christmas. I love a reason to celebrate, to eat good food and make a fuss. I love the full sensory experience, the smells and the decorations, lighting the candles and listening to the music.I am no scrooge.However, over the years Christmas has become a  bit much.I have made it a bit much.I am an all or nothing kind of person. I am not very good at self-control and moderation, and Christmas has always been a time to revel in this side of my personality.I want to do ALL of it.I want to have special meals with all my different groups of...

Last month my friend Sri and I had a four day break in Lisbon. We are old friends (we met in sixth form) and have not holidayed together since we were 19 (a fabulous two week adventure in Italy, as you asked).This break had been a long time coming.On the first night we were there I had a panic attack. A fairly impressive one.Normally when I have a panic attack I hide, or flee the scene sharpish. And, until last month the only person who has sat with me during a panic attack is my husband.I am not unusual. I...

In the Summer my 11 year old daughter went to a drama club. This club was being run by one of the original cast members of Matilda (the musical) and another actor who I knew from my time working as a theatre director.As I dropped child number 2 off for her day of fun, I got chatting with my actor friend. Our conversation ambled along predictable lines while I propelled my son back to the car. Soon enough he asked me if I was still working in the theatre. I told him no, that just over a year ago I...

A few weeks ago I wrote a letter to my strong, exhausted friend. (You can read it here.)At so many points in my life I have been the person who needed to read that letter, and often still am.But I am re-learning how to live and a large part of this has involved re-discovering how to rest.I know rest is important, and yet I don't make it a priority. It gets squeezed out. I find myself exhausted, falling into bed either to sleep fitfully or to lie awake aware of all I still need to do but haven't managed to...