Tag: Anxiety
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Lessons in living bravely from elephants and lions.

Three weeks spent enjoying the African bush gives you plenty of time for reflection. And there is much they can teach us. Like living life to the full, before we run out of teeth.
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Reframing old memories to change current perceptions

Our experiences shape who we are in the world – and how we react to things. When our responses lead us to a place we don’t want to go, can we reconfigure our memories to move in a more positive direction? Probably. But it takes practice.
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How to be less anxious: Lessons in life from the ski slopes

Coming into Nozawa-Onsen we are confronted by a slope that sets my pulse racing. It’s below the ski lift, and although covered in deep drifts of white snow, it’s as black as they come. Immediately, despite having zero intention of going down a black run, I’m swamped in anxiety about this whole skiing malarky. Before…
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Everything Changes – how can we deal with it and still love life?

Everything changes. Acceptance. Gratitude. Things I’m learning, or at least trying to.
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The weight of inadequacy…

Inadequacy has a weight. But rescuing oneself from it is a choice I’ve got to remember to make.
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Letting go of my worry-list and hopping off the what-if train…

I’ve always been a worrier. For as long as I remember I’ve worried about what people thought of me, or whether I was liked. I’ve worried about underperforming, and not being good enough. Despite never being misplaced by my parents in the fruit and veg section of the local grocery store, I have a visceral…
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The Birds Still Sing

In the dappled shadows Beneath the leaves of Mangrove trees that breathe in Sunlight and saltwater I walk And slow my breath And in the stillness Of that moment Against the silver gleam of green Grass shimmering Wet with morning dew I hear the birds sing A hundred different sounds fill the sky…
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Just a bit discombobulated!

If ever there was a time to use the word discombobulated, this is it. It’s been a long and unsettling summer but just as the air clears from the ravaging bush fires and Autumn touches her umber paint brush to the leaves on the trees, we find ourselves, yet again, in a surreal world for…
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Then I breathe

When anxiety comes upon me Like a fluttering little bird Wings beating against the cage of my chest Then I breathe I breathe the calming breath of nature’s forever connection From the stars that birth the building blocks of us To the leaves that sway in the breeze I breathe into the…