Tag: self-compassion

  • Thank you, no thank you…

    Thank you, no thank you…

    Two of my oldest Canadian friends have been with me for the past week and it has been absolutely delightful. We have traversed the Wicklow hills, roamed the halls of Kilkenny castle, explored Dublin’s fair city and ventured to the most sun soaked spot we could find: Inch beach in county Kerry. It has been…

  • Showing up for myself

    Showing up for myself

    It’s the week of love and contrary to what one might expect, I can hardly wait for Valentine’s day. Traditionally, it’s never rated as that big of a holiday for me. Sure Graeme and I exchanged gifts and cards and probably had a meal out. Our legal wedding fell on the day after Valentine’s, which…

  • Christmas tree lights…

    Christmas tree lights…

    My mom and my brother arrived this past weekend for the Christmas season. There was a lightness in my step, as I left the house to travel up to the airport. However, there was also a sense of needing to ‘get through’ the first week of visits as I am smack dap in the middle…

  • I am NOT always right

    I am NOT always right

    It’s been birthday week in my household. Three birthdays mean plenty of cake and a few moments of what the Irish call ‘banter’—or some good old fashioned teasing in a friendly sort of way.  For example, as we all sat and watched my daughter blow out her candles, my son claimed to know what she…

  • To punish or to heal, that is the question

    To punish or to heal, that is the question

    Have you ever heard a soundbite spouting an obvious truth that is executed with such freshness that it stops you in your tracks and spurs on a moment of deep insight? It’s almost as if this soundbite is a message from beyond, smacking you across the face and telling you to wake up. I think…

  • Misery loves company

    Misery loves company

    To say that 2024 was a tough year would be minimising what was probably one of the most anguish filled years of my life- if not THE most. After a road of tortuous ups and downs and months of hospital stays, I lost my beloved husband Graeme to cancer. The devastation felt crippling and one…