Life Needs Tidying – By Tsgoyna Tanzman

      Two crumpled receipts:  1 from Costco,1 from Ralph’s, 1 double-sided shopping list, 1 yellow post it note scribbled in blue ink: “Thanks for the loan PT,”  3 pellets of hard dog food & a tablespoonful of sand. This is what I found at the bottom my laundry basket, after I hoisted a heaping double armload of crumpled whites. Life needs tidying. Mine is a mostly tidy house as long as you don’t open a cabinet or drawer. Until someone comes over, I think my house is tidier than it is. Then I notice every little out-of-place detail: An unfolded towel, a cup left on the counter, a paperclip by the sink, a hair scrunchie abandoned on the couch. Yes, every room in my house could use some straightening. Life needs tidying, but no matter how clean the rooms are, I have a nagging sense something else needs tidying. At… Continue reading

    Nurturing Yourself to Combat Anxiety (and a little bit about my Women’s Holistic Coaching Experience coming to – By Nicola O’Hanlon

      With the ever increasing demands on us to function in our high pressure world, many of us find we live in a constant state of high alert and anxiety. I myself, spent over a decade in sustained high stress situations (probably longer than that if the truth be told) and having to deal with the reality of my shattered life in recovery, without anything to numb the pain was tough. I was constantly physically ill and having type 1 diabetes for 30 years didn’t help. If I had used the knowledge I possessed from my training as a Reflexologist and Therapeutic Masseuse some 15 years earlier, I would have found the recovery process easier. However, having presence of mind to do anything in a logical and calm manner was impossible. I wasn’t sleeping. I was in a constant state of anxiety. There was conflict within family relationships and caring… Continue reading

    When The Outside Doesn’t Match The Inside – By Nicola O’Hanlon

    I find myself lately, missing my house. The house I lived in ten years ago, when I was married. The place I thought would symbolise a functional, abundant, happy life. It was spacious, and decorated how I liked it. It had a big kitchen that I loved to cook in and a dining room that could seat all our family members. It had a huge garden that backed onto fields, with hedgerows abundant with different plant life each season. Snow drops and bluebells in Spring. Flowering wild fruit trees in Summer. Crab apples and slows in the Autumn, and even in winter the red holly berries appeared like little red jewels against the receding greenery. And the peace. Oh the peace and quiet. Sounds like an episode of Little House On The Prairie. But reality was, we were far from the Ingalls family. One day, it was necessary for us to… Continue reading