It’s the first week of January. The tree is either still up looking tragic, or it’s come down and now your living room feels like it’s missing a wall. And now… you’re back. Back to work. Back to school runs. Back to emails that apparently bred over Christmas. Back to routines, alarms, packed lunches, deadlines, meetings, and that slightly offended feeling your body has when you try to put on “proper trousers” again. Meanwhile, social media is still banging on about New Year r

Mindfulness — The Science of Getting Out of Your Own Head (and Why It Actually Works). Let’s be honest — the word mindfulness has been hijacked by the wellness industry. It’s been sprinkled on candles, yoga mats, and bubble baths like confetti. Lovely stuff — but that’s not actually what mindfulness is. True mindfulness isn’t about sitting cross-legged on a mountaintop for 40 minutes trying not to think about what’s for tea. It’s about training your brain to come off autopilo

If the word hypnotherapy makes you picture swinging pocket watches, chicken impressions, or some bloke in a sparkly waistcoat saying “you are getting sleeeepy…” — you’re not alone. It’s probably the most misunderstood tool in the wellbeing world. But here’s the truth: it’s not mind control, it’s not magic, and it’s definitely not about losing control. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. Let’s clear this up once and for all.

Remembrance — The Pause That Matters Every year, at 11 am on the 11th day of the 11th month, the world seems to hold its breath. The noise stills. The pace slows. And, for two quiet minutes, we remember. It’s such a simple act — but one that feels increasingly radical in a world that never stops. Because Remembrance isn’t just about looking back. It’s about remembering to pause at all — to step out of the rush, reflect on what truly matters, and honour the courage, loss and l

Ah, December. The month where time speeds up, to-do lists multiply, and even the fairy lights look stressed. Between work deadlines, family politics, social expectations, and the vague hope of “getting into the festive spirit,” it’s no wonder most of us end up crawling towards Christmas in a state of mild exhaustion, powered solely by caffeine and mince pies. So, let’s take a breath. Because here’s the truth: You are not contractually obliged to lose your sanity in the name

If you’ve ever found yourself Googling “Do I need a coach or a counsellor?” while simultaneously wondering if you’re broken (spoiler: you’re not), you’re not alone. It’s one of the most common questions people ask me — right before they confess they’ve already been to therapy, read every self-help book under the sun, and still feel stuck. So let’s cut through the confusion.

You’re probably wondering: “Why on earth would I want to be more like a dog?” “I’ve already nailed the puppy-dog eyes, what else is there?” “I’m a cat person!” I get it. But stick with me—I promise I haven’t lost the plot. We have a rescue dog named Doug. He’s a scruffy little character who doesn’t fit the typical “dog” mould. He avoids water, won’t touch a stick, refuses tummy rubs, and has zero interest in playing fetch. Honestly, we sometimes joke that Doug is a defective