THE COSTA RICAN CODE FOR A BANGING LOVE LIFE

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THE COSTA RICAN CODE FOR A BANGING LOVE LIFE

In Costa Rica, they have an expression.

This expression itself is incorporated in to everything - from conversational greetings and farewells to every conceivable manner of branding and advertising associated with the country.

The expression is ‘Pura Vida’, which literally means ‘pure’ or ‘simple life’.

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MY #1 TIP TO MAKE HIM STAY

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MY #1 TIP TO MAKE HIM STAY

One of the most interesting (and random) things I’ve noticed about Costa Rica is the relationship between dogs and their owners:

They seem to have the same dynamic that us Brits have with our cats, letting them come and go from their homes as they please.

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This Is Why Relationships Fail (& Thrive)

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This Is Why Relationships Fail (& Thrive)

The first time I went to my friend Fleur’s aunt’s home in Devon was five years ago – immediately after a holiday in Beirut where my then-boyfriend Sam had spontaneously decided to get a nose-job.

Devon that year was equal parts wonderful and depressing

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THE BIGGEST TRIGGER FOR INSANE BEHAVIOUR IN RELATIONSHIPS

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THE BIGGEST TRIGGER FOR INSANE BEHAVIOUR IN RELATIONSHIPS

The experience of university was a pretty mixed bag for me.


Having been part of the ‘cool’ clique at school, I really struggled when I first arrived at Exeter University to discover that the lion’s share of the social power and popularity belonged to the ‘Rahs’: 

Those that had been to boarding school, lived in the home counties and had a penchant for pearls and pashminas (i.e: not me). 

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‘ME, TOO’: THE SURPRISING TRUTH ABOUT SEXUAL HEALING

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‘ME, TOO’: THE SURPRISING TRUTH ABOUT SEXUAL HEALING

When I was in my late-twenties, my friend Noo took me to see an energy healer.

We were both quite recently single and trying hard to work through all our ‘stuff’ around romantic relationships to ensure we didn’t keep fucking them up in the future, like we had up till now.

Whilst I’d done a ton of therapy and spiritual coaching by this point (which had proved highly transformative), besides my regular yoga practice, I hadn’t done all that much ‘body work’ before.

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WHY I BECAME A ‘BOYFRIEND STEALER’

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WHY I BECAME A ‘BOYFRIEND STEALER’

Matt was the first boyfriend I ever (knowingly) stole. 

When we met during my first year of university, I’d had my own boyfriend back home in London.

However, the long distance was taking its toll, and we’d had a rough time of it as a couple after his dad had passed away after a long and torturous battle with cancer the previous summer. 

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HOW TO STOP BEING ‘PLAYED’ BY FU*KBOYS

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HOW TO STOP BEING ‘PLAYED’ BY FU*KBOYS

For the first five years of my career shift in to life and love-coaching, I worked part-time as a tutor and mentor to keep the pennies rolling in whilst I set up shop.

(As I always say, good things take times to grow – especially when it comes to setting up to a heart-centred business).

With a Bachelors degree in English Literature and a Masters in European Classical Acting, I was a good fit for teenage girls doing GCSE’s or A-Levels in English Lit, Classical Civilisation and Theatre Studies.

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HOW TO KILL A NEW RELATIONSHIP FAST

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HOW TO KILL A NEW RELATIONSHIP FAST

Three days after I met my boyfriend Joe in a rave in the woods at Wilderness, I found myself eating spaghetti bolognese with his aunt and uncle at their house a few miles down the road from the festival.

I appreciate this was pretty fast moving, as relationship progressions go.

However, having not washed for an entire long weekend – and gotten soaked through in a torrential downpour as we were packing up our tents – I’d be damned if I was going to turn down Joe’s offer of a hot bath and meal within 20 minutes.

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THE ‘BEST-WORST’ THING THAT WILL EVER HAPPEN TO YOU…

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THE ‘BEST-WORST’ THING THAT WILL EVER HAPPEN TO YOU…

A year or so in to our relationship, Joe and I were leaving a restaurant near Embankment station in London when I caught sight of a man selling his handwritten poems by the side of the street.

On closer inspection, I realised that this was the same man that my ex-boyfriend (‘Tiger’ in The Inner Fix) had bought a poem from the day we broke up back in the summer of 2012.

That poem - which Tiger had given to me when I left - was called Farewell Blessing.

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WHAT TO DO WHEN HE DOESN’T LOVE YOU BACK

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WHAT TO DO WHEN HE DOESN’T LOVE YOU BACK

When I was 22, I moved to Moscow with a bunch of friends from drama school to live in what can only be described as a class-A shithole.

Our flat was straight out of the soviet era: 

Grey, damp and without hot running water for pretty much the entirety of our stay.

But care, we did not, for we were there to PERFORM, dahhhhhling. 

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