Our Greatest Fear

In case you haven’t had an opportunity to read this yet.  I have read that Nelson Mandela used these powerful words, written by Marianne Williamson, in his inauguration speech as President of South Africa.  May these words help you stand in your light, in your goodness and in your power.   Annie.   Our Greatest Fear…

2016: Embodied “Peace”

[This post is a tad long and I hope it doesn’t fall into the category of “TLDR” — “too long; didn’t read!”  I hope it’s of some benefit to anyone reading it.  I know I benefited from the writing and I’m grateful for the opportunity to post it here.  Namaste.  Annie.] With the new year…

2015 Year in Review and 2016 Vision and Intentions

For several years running now, I’ve completed a simple vision board on New Year’s Eve with my wishes and intentions for the new year.  This year, I also completed an “Annual Year in Review”.  This entailed looking back at each month in 2015 and noting themes, highlights and observations, what things have been working for…

When the Bullied becomes a Bully (Guilty)

I was bullied, chronically, severely, by my father.  I have no doubt at all that my father also was bullied, chronically, severely.  It’s not something he spoke about that much.  But he didn’t have to.  He had an extremely disadvantaged childhood.  And his behaviour towards me speaks volumes about how he was treated in his…

Beautiful People Do Not Just Happen (RePost)

The following is a re-post from the site “Hip Sobriety” (www.hipsobriety.com).    xo Annie Beautiful People Do Not Just Happen. December 3, 2015 Gandhi as a lawyer. “When you are born into a world you don’t fit in, it’s because you were born to create a new one.”  One of my favorite stories about Gandhi is that…

Numbaholic

I’ve been reading a fantastic book recently, Mary Karr’s “Lit”.  In it, she describes her process of becoming addicted to alcohol and her process of recovery. It’s a poignant, engaging, funny read from which many who come from extremely dysfunctional families will be able to derive hope.  She also details the evolution of her spiritual…

If I can Manage Losing Face then I can Manage Losing Anything

Within the last couple of years, I’ve become unable to work due to a diagnosis of PTSD.  A large part of my self esteem has always come from my identification with my profession.  Losing my profession has meant that I’ve had to struggle to find my worth in the absence of my work.   I’ve made strides…