The Last Six Months In mid-December something started to unravel inside me. Looking back now, I would describe it as the beginning of my dark night of the soul. Not because I was depressed. Not because I was broken. But because something inside of me had started to unravel. The beliefs that had organised my life for decades were no longer holding. The stories I had been telling myself about love, worthiness, validation, faith and identity were beginning to collapse. And the a

One of the reasons I created my Human Mechanics of Performance framework was to help me better understand myself by breaking down the mechanics of my own life experience. Interestingly, it has been incredibly useful - especially most recently. I am a deeply emotional person who has always felt very deeply. And the last five months have been an absolute emotional rollercoaster for me. Involving a complete re-visit and re-exploration of my core wound around abandonment and not

Why real romantic attraction begins with internal safety There is a pattern that quietly shapes many people’s lives, yet it rarely gets named. It begins in childhood. Not necessarily through dramatic trauma. More often through something quieter. A system. A system where love is subtly conditional. Where belonging is tied to behaviour. Where approval depends on compliance. You learn the rules quickly: Be good. Be useful. Do not cause problems. Serve others. Control desire. Sup

I’ve been thinking this morning about the emotion I tend to avoid the most. Sorrow. Not the polite, conversational kind. The deeper version. The heavy, quiet ache that shows up when something doesn’t go the way you hoped. When a relationship changes. When expectations collapse. When life feels unfair or unresolved. For most of my life, I treated feelings like problems to solve or obstacles to remove. If something hurt, I tried to move past it quickly because I never wanted to

After seven years, I’ve decided I don’t want to be single anymore. So, I’ve put myself back onto the market. Which, in practical terms, means dating apps (which, by the way, are the worst), and maybe trying something different like Table for Six — which I haven’t done yet, but can’t possibly be a worse experience than dating apps. Putting myself back out there has been interesting, not just because of the thought of dating itself, but because it’s forced me to look more close