Making a big deal about ‘doing something for someone else’, even if it’s a random act of kindness is pointless. People don’t need help; they need space. space/spās/ Noun: A continuous area or expanse that is free, available, or unoccupied: "he backed out of the parking space". Verb: Position (two or more items) at a distance from one another: "the houses are spaced out". To me, space is something that’s created in relation to something else. The space that’s created...
We often don’t know people as well as we think we do until it’s too late... This weekend a man that I once worked with took his own life and in that second devastated the lives of all those who loved him, cared for him, knew him, liked him and touched by him. Tragically he saw no option but to ‘check out’ of his life, but in that moment he sentenced all those who valued him with an endless sense of sadness and helplessness. In a split second his presence, evaporated and the unanswered questions as to ‘why?’ were...
So here's the thing. I'm a Matchmaker, I help people find love. I do this by matching them according to their Lovephool type of Fly, Hot, Cool or Slick and then showing them how compatible their character would be with another to find out the things that make their relationship awesome. Funny thing is, I wasn't walking my own talk.... I met 'interesting' dates; nice enough guys who weren't right for me yet I persisted 'hoping for the best' despite alarm bells from my gut, backed up by my Lovephool model saying...
I don’t get homelessness. Why do some people thrive and others fall away from society into despair? Are some people weak and others strong? I've walked through my fair shares of trials and tribulations. Like many, I could have easily given up. When faced with belly aching despair, I could have been seduced by the dark side of life and escaped from my misery but instead I tend to reach for my mettle detector: 'Kipling’s, poem ‘IF’ ...you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they...
I, like many women push myself. We’re increasingly expected to excel in many areas at the same time; intellectually, emotionally and physically in different parts of our lives. In a world where there are precious few jobs or relationships ‘for life’ we have to constantly invest in ourselves. That part is healthy, but for women, it seems society is more concerned with appearance than what we develop on the inside. We live in a culture is obsessed by image and superficial success. I don’t know if it’s same for men...
I was running late, again. Flustered, I raced off the tube in heels, my out of control curly hair making me look like medusa, but without the evil connotations I hoped. I’d planned to be there early, have a coffee, gather my thoughts so that I was the one in control of the meeting. I’d never met him before and first impressions are crucial, especially when you need someone to trust you and warm to you naturally. But I wasn’t early. I was barely going to be on time, as I growled at pedestrians dawdling in my way...
But it’s the most stupid thing you can do if you want to keep your life simple, calm and logical. Well I’m about to admit to being galatically stupid. I feel deeply in love with someone who wasn’t...
I just don't feel you've been there for me of late.... The slightest thing will set you off and it's really beginning to tick me off. Don't get me wrong, I think we have a pretty good relationship; I do listen to you and take time to understand what's going on with you. Wasn't that long ago that I'd just ignore you and do what I want anyway. Those days are long gone and we're a real partnership now. We have our ups and down, sometimes you adjust and give me more breathing room and other times I have to take time...
Last week I had the most unforgettable, beautiful rare experience of my life... I pause as I write that. Is it really one of the most unforgettable experiences in my whole life? .... Why so amazing. Did I meet the love of my life? Well sort of, yes. Last Sunday evening, I was talking a long walk back from my parents to my home; it’s just shy of 4 miles. I wanted to settle my mind, I felt agitated, not at anything in particular, just overtired. I thought I’d go for a run when I got back, but knew I didn’t have...