You're sitting in the meeting room, your heart fluttering as you sense the tension around the table. And that's even before the first words are spoken.

You sit back and listen as the meeting gets under way, listening to everyone talking over each other, wondering why nobody seems to actually be ans...

I’ve been researching the question - is there a role for using intuition in making business decisions?

The conclusion is a resounding Yes, with a study in 2021 showing that using intuition in conjunction with data is more effective and quicker than using data analysis alone. This is especially true...

What happens when you hear the word 'Resilience'?

If you're anything like me, you may get a clenching sensation in your belly - I've been told to 'Stop being so sensitive and grow a thicker skin!' and 'Just get over it', far too often for it not to leave an imprint.

I suspect I'm not alone.

Whic...

I took part in a wonderful initiative in December 2023, run by the marvellous Mi Elfverson of The Vlog Academy -  the Eyestorm Speaker Event.

I was one of fourteen brave women on the program who had opted to speak at the event. Our talks spanned near death experiences to sustainable fashion (and of...

I recently had the great honour of being interviewed by David Hall for his Quiet & Strong Podcast. If you have the slightest doubt about Introverts and Highly Sensitive People making great leaders, have a listen here.

In this  conversation, I encourage listeners to embrace their sensitivity as a...

Weeks of learning & training culminate in this – will I be able to do it.. or not?

My heart thuds against ribcage, threatening to burst out of my chest. Sickening nausea in the pit of my stomach rises, turning to salty, bitter bile in the back of my throat. In my brain, a cacophony of limiting beli...

With an almighty CRASH, a thousand knives, forks & spoons skitter across the floor, bouncing & shooting off in all directions.

1978, Garfunkel’s, London. Waiting for a table with my family, playing the clown, ‘showing off’. Impersonating Fonzie from Happy Days.

My confident cool gesture, arms out,...

Frustrated cries wind their way down the stairs to assail me. My shoulders tense, rising 2 inches to greet my ears. I sigh, my heart dropping with my out breath.

8.30am Monday, a school day. ‘Not again!’ flashes through my mind.

My chest tightening, irritation snapping at my heels, I climb the sta...