This week I gave a friend advice on how to get from where she was to where I thought she wanted to be. Quickly. Hands dusted, job done! That good advice didn’t pan out well. I felt confronted by a realisation. And not a new one… That instead of giving advice, I need to … Continue reading No more advice!
On the night of the shootings in Christchurch, I was watching the news when my brother video-called me. He asked if I was ok and I started to cry. He didn't say anything else, just held the space for me to be sad. His focused presence touched my heart. My brother often gives me a hard … Continue reading Being heard