Month: September 2017

Allow yourself to fail

Failures happen. And they suck. But when they do, allow yourself to fail. Allow yourself to admit you’ve failed. Whether it was something you did or something someone did behind your back. It happened. It is painful. It’s here. Allow yourself to be humble and vulnerable through this time. You’re human, you have feelings, so exercise your right to feel. You have a right to feel down and unhappy. Allow yourself to feel hurt. To cry. To unleash your pain. Somehow, when you cry in pain if you break an arm, everyone is sympathetic, but when you cry when your heart is broken, many shrug their shoulders. “It’s just a heart”. No, it’s not “just a heart”. IT’S A HEART, FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE!! Allow yourself to be lost. When life hits you, it’s normal to lose a sense of who and where you are. You don’t need to rush to make it out of the woods. Instead, sit down and acknowledge your situation. When you’re ready, stand up and start walking. Tiny steps first, but they …

Dog and cat people

So I came back home yesterday after three weeks of nearly nonstop travel, and my husband welcomed me with the news that he was a cat. Erm. Ooooh-kay? It turns out he had a team training by Royal Academy Of Dramatic Art, and the trainer started the day by saying that most people behave as either dogs or cats. About 70% of the people are dogs, which shouldn’t upset the cat people – there are still over 2 billion of them in the world (not that, as cats, they would care much anyway). If “curiosity killed the cat” is true, then I knew right away that I must be a cat, because asked for a checklist out of, well, curiosity. So. Dogs’ golden rule: treat people the way I want to be treated. Cats’ golden rule: treat people the way they need to be treated. My husband and I both agree that the only thing that doesn’t make us 100% cats is “love intrigue”, but then again, I don’t know if anyone genuinely loves intrigue. …

You have to leave on your own terms

Two years ago, one of my best friends moved to Sydney after eight years in London. “Are you sad to leave?” I asked him. “I am,” he replied. “London has been great. It’s the city where I’ve met my now wife, made a lot of friends, had a great career and just grown as a person. For all that, I’ll always be grateful to this city. But I’m ready to move on. Because you know what? You have to leave on your own terms. Before things get too complicated and before you feel like you’re pushed out, by house prices or career limitations or whatever. I’m leaving with a feeling of gratitude, not resentment. And it’s a great feeling.” You have you leave on your own terms. This phrase has stuck with me ever since. All too often, when I was younger and when I found myself in stressful situations, I would give myself dozens of reasons why I couldn’t walk away – from “they will suffer without me” to “what will the neighbours think?”. …

“I want to say to all the young women out there…”

I’m neutral about Taylor Swift’s music, so the only thing that made my day when she won 2016’s ‘Album of the Year’ at Grammys was her acceptance speech. I want to say to all the young women out there: There are going to be people along the way who try to undercut your success or take credit for your accomplishments or your fame. But if you just focus on the work and you don’t let those people sidetrack you, someday, when you get where you’re going, you will look around and you will know — it was you, and the people who love you, who put you there. And that will be the greatest feeling in the world. As a young woman, I can relate. It’s daunting sometimes to push yourself to keep going when your environment tells you that you’re not good enough or makes false promises. But you have to. Not to prove them they’re wrong.but to prove yourself you’re right. But to prove yourself you’re right.