Once up on a time there a was a really tall woman. Ok, not so much as tall as she wanted to be be tall.

One day this moderately tall woman just made  decision.

She made a decision to care about herself. Like really give a shit.

And she knew that making a decision wasn’t enough.

She had to prove it to herself. She had do the whole thing from ‘knowing’ to ‘showing’.

One day she made a decision to disappoint people. To let them down. Because she knew that to say yes to herself meant she would have to say no to others. And she knew it was time. The cost of saying yes to others meant she was saying no to herself. Too much.

One day she stopped. She stopped the running. The chasing. The needing. And she settled into the acceptance of just being enough. Believing for the first time that she had done enough. That she was enough. And exhaled in to the enough-ness.

One day she made a decision to receive. To tear up the bullshit contract she had signed with herself to be of service to everyone else and never to receive anything in return.

One day she made the decision to give herself a fucking break. To put down the beat up stick. To look herself square in the eyes in the mirror and say, “I’ve been waiting for you”, and “I totally forgive you and love you”.

One day she was okay with her imperfect body. Short. Stocky. Soft. Painful. And stopped judging the fuck out of it.

One day she made the decision to live life on her own terms. To be okay with this not vibing with others. To risk the loss of friendships. Of old patterns. Of old bullshit victim stories. She decided.

One day she genuinely decided to see what she thought were weaknesses as absolute fucking strengths. And she wore them proud. A lot.

One day she stopped waiting around for others to take action and she just took action herself.

One day she decided she was worthy of support and surrounded herself with appropriate souls to help her out!

One day she owned her gifts. And she shared them. All the time. Knowing there was always more where that came from.

One day she made a decision to show up. Proper. Raw. Authentic. Dusty. Rusty. Busted. And still know she is worthy of love and belonging.

One day she decided that she actually had everything she needed within her to light the fuck up. Bright. Full out. Big bright. And if people needed to look away because it blinded them, then look away.

One day she decided to play. To laugh. To live. Life is too fucking serious on the TV. So she turned off the TV.

One day she decided to give herself permission to parent how the fuck she felt lead to. Her way. She knows that there are a million ways to parent, and her way is love, creativity and freedom. A role without judgement. Without the pressure of her kids needing to be anything other than themselves. No rewards for academic success. But love for showing up. Uniquely them.

One day she decided to trust her soul speak. Her heart speak. Her gut speak. And her ovaries speak.

One day she told the people she loved the most, that she loved them the most. And she decided to tell them more. And more.

One day she surrendered to the truth that she could not do everything herself. And in fact. Didn’t want to anyway.

One day she accepted that some people just will not change. Ever. And that is none of her business.

One day she stopped waiting to be asked. And instead was brave enough to ask herself!

One day she decided to tell the truth about how she felt. In the moment. Without shame. Knowing that honouring that feeling, the energy would move on like a wave, instead of getting stuck in the judgement kink!

One day she decided to stop justifying herself and her decisions.

One day she emailed people who she wanted to work with, connect with, talk to and learn from.

One day she decided that she can change her mind. At any time. and not beat up on herself for it. It’s her life. Her way.

Her way.

One day.

One day at a time.

One decision.

At a time.

To be continued………………

Soon, as always, I’d love to hear!

What is your ONE decision on this ONE day?

Upcoming Gigs


  • Mother and Daughter Creative Connection Day – Play. Laugh. Cry. Mystery.
  • Vision Board/Love Board/Inspo Board Day – Connect. Create. Learn. Laugh.
  • The Gathering – Space for Women to Gather and Connect…for real – Mediation. Movement. Talk. Listen. Eat. Drink tea.

Also taking bookings for one on one break-through sessions.

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