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When dreams change A few years ago, if you’d asked me where I saw myself in 5 years time, I’d have told you running an NGO dedicated to empowering women to find work and get employed or start their own businesses. I had no idea that my life would take a different turn. Sometimes you just have to follow your heart and see where you end up. Helping women has always been my calling – it just seems to have manifested itself in a different way throughout my life. A few years before that,

So much of my life has been an emotional struggle. A struggle between what I wanted to do and what I thought I should do. I just didn’t think it was okay to be myself. To do what I wanted to do. Trying to be yourself isn’t the easiest road to travel even though it should be. I was so afraid of failing. I was so afraid of disappointing everyone around me. Something tells me that if you’re reading this, you know how it feels. You know how it feels to

I think one of the greatest challenges we face in the world today is being afraid to embrace what makes us awesome. The truth is, we have a serious fear of rejection and failure. The truth is, we will do so many things in our lives that we aren’t good at and we will no doubt fail doing those things. That’s just part of life. We will fail, we will be rejected and we will be told we aren’t good enough. What matters is that every time we fall down, we

“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.” ― Mae West What does your ideal life look like? Ideal: a conception of something in its perfection. When I was growing up, my ideal life looking nothing at all like what my ideal life looks like now. I had this dream of being a high-powered corporate lawyer, fighting away the injustices of the world. Truth be told, my ideal life looked a lot like what I saw on the TV show Ally McBeal!  I wanted to have her

Being yourself is a daily struggle, a daily battle we fight against ourselves, against those around us. We are surrounded by rules. How to live, how to be, what to do and when. We take lunch, when we are told we can and go home at an hour dictated to us by the rules. We follow these rules, the book of how to for life. We do because our parents before us did, because our children are expected to. But what if you don’t? What if you break the rules

I’ve spent the majority of my life working in the Non-profit sector in one way or another. First as a volunteer and then as an intern and finally working my way up the ranks as a person being paid to do what I love. Which was pretty cool. Except working in those positions, killed my passion. The higher up the ranks you move, the more you’re privy to, the more you realise that things are not all they seem in the “do good” sector. Lack of accountability For one, funds

When I die, I want people to remember me for living a life that made me happy. I want my eulogy to be about the authentic way I lived instead of the things I amassed during my time. I want to be remembered by my son, for doing things my way, for following the path less taken. For being exactly who I am, who I was, who I was meant to be. Not a carbon copy of what the world expected me to be. I want to be remembered for

Why is self-confidence important? A lack of confidence in my own abilities is what single-handedly held me back from pursuing my dreams for far too long. I did not believe in myself or my abilities to achieve and I didn’t know how to build confidence in myself. One day, after coasting through life for far too long, I decided that it was time to stand up for myself and to put myself first. I decided that I was capable and I knew that I had to prove that to myself

It’s so easy to think we are living a life of our choosing without realising the external pressure that is being put on us. We go through our day-to-day lives thinking that we are doing what is best for us when the reality is, we are so used to hearing what we should be doing and how we should be living that we end up walking someone else’s idea of what our path should look like. Whose expectations are you living up to? It is so easy to think that

 Every now and then it’s important to look in the mirror and ask yourself that big question. We all start out with an idea of where we want to end up “some day”, but how many of us take a step back from our adult lives and determine if we’re happy in the lives we have ended up in? More often than expected, the life you have is nothing like the one you imagined as a passionate teenager. We get sidetracked along the way. We end up going on tangents.

I started this blog two years ago when I decided I’d had enough of working for other people. I up and quit my job and found myself at home with lots of time to spare. My husband and I went on a road trip to celebrate being done with that part of my life and I informally blogged about the trip. When I got home, I decided this was it for me. I’ve always loved writing and it’s the one thing I’ve always relied on to get me through the

Over the course of the last few weeks, I’ve been feeling a hell of a lot like I’ve NO idea what I’m talking about and I’ve nothing to offer. I’ve been trying to figure out what my superpowers are and what it is that makes people keep coming back to my blog. It’s an awful feeling because along with it, come writers block! I’ve had serious writers block where every idea I have just seems like rubbish and a waste of my time! Finally, I read up a whole lot

This morning I read an old post of mine, Life is for living and it really inspired me. It reminded me of how far I’ve come in the last year and how hard it has been to shed my old skin and really and truly embrace who I am meant to be. There are always high demands on us. From the day we are born, our parents start measuring our milestones. We need to be at a certain point of we’re considered behind on the development spectrum. So what if

The year, started off quite nicely. Nothing fancy, just a little celebration in our home. A good way to bring in the new year. Half way through the year however, my grandfather became ill and discovered that he had already-too-advanced-to-bother-with-treatment-cancer. We basically waited for the next couple of months for the inevitable. He deteriorated very rapidly and died soon after that. My grandmother has since been slipping away into a world where her dementia allows her to cope with her grief. Did I mention he died while I was in

Guest Post by Jessie T When I got an email from Jessie asking to guest post on my blog, I was thrilled. I had planned on getting a few more guest posts scheduled for the first few weeks of my maternity leave. Unfortunately, I didn’t manage to get around to doing much at all in those last two weeks of pregnancy since life had other plans for me and Oden was born early. I’ve been wanting to feature the personal stories of my readers for a while now. Stories that

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