Competition details are at the end of this post! Balanced Wellness is 7 years old today. We wouldn’t be here without you so thank you to all our customers for all your support over the last 7 years. In numerology the number 7 is a biggy. According to numerology.com It is the number of the truth seeker it is always trying to understand the underlying, hidden truths. In the teachings of Kundalini Yoga...
I have recently been given a "probable diagnosis" of a a rare condition called Sheehan's Syndrome It is "probable" because the actual tests for it are so awful I'm choosing not to put my body through the mill to have them, what I can say is that after 11 years of feeling mostly like I've been hit by a truck, this diagnosis really resonated and drew a painful line through everything...
[caption id="attachment_4502" align="aligncenter" width="461"] It's scary in that dark cave![/caption] In 2013 Ariana Huffington called for an additional Third Metric of wellness to be added to the existing metrics of money and power as a means to measure success. As a health practitioner I applauded this bold campaign and was so excited I wrote a blog about it. As a business owner I know too well how easy it is to put...
I am learning that I'm becoming pretty good at some things. And there is one thing in particular that I'm really great at.
Saying sorry.
I'm not talking about the heart felt apology for something that has hurt or harmed another human-being or animal. I'm talking about the unashamedly 'sorrys' that either begin or end almost every single sentence.
I'm having a really good day, actually I'm having a really good few weeks.
We all have highs and then of course we all have lows but I'm pretty certain my good mood isn't just a cyclical thing. I have recently rediscovered some soul enriching activities that are really helping me align to my core truth.
Its the end of the world as we know it but with less CGI[/caption]
"When the moon is in the 7th house and Jupiter aligns with mars. This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius"
The hippies been singing about it since the 60's but so many people are still asking me what 2012 is all about so here we go..
On December 21 2012 The Mayan Calendar comes to an end and astrologically we move into the Age of Aquarius. 
Home is not where the computer is[/caption]
I've had bloggers block. In fact both Laura and I have. How wonderful for both of us to have it at the same time.
Its not just a small case of "I don't have time to write and don't know what to write about" I mean full on, absolute non inspired totality of nothingness. This is an unusual situation for me as anyone who knows me will tell you I can talk for Britain and have an opionion about everything. But a block I have had. There have been many good ideas just nothing that I've been motivated enough to write about. 
Led Zeppelin serving humanity[/caption]
Husband is changing career. For too long now his response to my daily question "how was your day dear?" was "boring". He is an IT manager so his regular hours and nice income have served us well particularly as being self employed my income can be sporadic. He loved his job, we used to say his pc should be the best man at our wedding so great was the bond between them, but after thirteen years his skills need updating and he realised his heart wasn't in it anymore. As my business took off and I got busier following my passion, his boredom became more obvious. 
My reaction to the Twitter Bush Haters yesterday[/caption]
I was so angry yesterday. I watched ‘This Morning’ and the fantastic interview with Emer O'Toole discussing a topic very dear to my heart - To shave or not to shave, a women’s decision to grow her own body hair. After the feature I witnessed the most ridiculously negative onslaught at this gorgeous woman via social media. It was like the UK had turned into a bunch of pitchfork-welding villagers. I was waiting for someone to start chanting ‘burn her’ like some crazy Monty Python sketch.
Seriously I was livid… over a bit of body fluff. 
The Grange Hill cast knew how to say no[/caption]
No. It's a tiny word with huge meaning. It can be the key to your liberation, it can improve your health, transform your sex life, revitalise relationships and help you regain control in your life. All this from two little letters. And yet we struggle to use it. 
Opening the door to communication will open the door to the bedroom[/caption]
There is a phenomenon sweeping through society, its affecting thousands of people (that's a conservative estimate) but it's unlikely you will hear about it because in general we are still stuck in the dark age of "keeping up appearances".
This phenomenon is that people aren't having sex. I'm not talking about people in 25 year marriages or single people I'm talking about 30+ year olds in committed relationships or newly weds not being sexually active with their partner for months or even years.
There are many possible reasons for this. The extreme view from one of my friend's is that its a natural wave of evolution, a way of limiting over population. Not sure if Darwin would agree but according to spiritual sexuality author David Deida men and women have three stages of evolution. 
Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom there lived a blonde princess with an out of tune voice and a happy go lucky attitude who dreamed someday her Prince would come to rescue her.
32 years and a divorce later she’s having second thoughts. 
seeing differently[/caption]
It's January and I really want to start the New Year feeling good so for 60 days husband and I are doing a totally holistic cleanse. I like to do the odd fast and cleanse from juice fasts at the spring equinox to eating mung beans for 40 days on the yoga teacher training so this is nothing new for me but my motives are. 
I'm not going out in that hoolie[/caption]
I feel like a big lump of lard. This should not be happening. I am a fabulous Kinesiologist, Nutritionist and Yoga Teacher. Surely fit and healthy, spiritually evolved people (ahem) don’t feel like giant lumps? Well apparently they do when they completely let go over the Christmas holidays, ignore all their nutrition knowledge and eat double their body weight in cheese, biscuits and Cadburys Roses.
Sigh.
And here it is. January. The month sent to punish us for our chocolate sins. When the weather is blowing a hoolie, New Years resolutions are making us miserable, the detox has begun and we’re back at work. What a bummer.
Okay so how can we cheer ourselves up? Here are my six top tips for surviving January...
My daughter turns 8 in January.
Like millions of other parents I am dutifully arranging her party and making sure she feels special on her birthday whilst trying not to spend the GDP of a small country in the process. This year is different however, this year I'm excited about the day and I'm also sad because I cannot believe how quickly my beautiful little girl is growing up. This sounds really normal and you are probably wondering why I'd bother blogging about it except for me it's not. It's a brand new feeling. The last seven years have passed in a blur of "going through the motions" and plastering a big fake smile on my face as I carry in her cake.
This time eight years ago I was thirty eight weeks pregnant and had that slightly desperate and fed up look of a woman about to give birth. I'd sailed through pregnancy which is an appropriate phrase as I was the size of an ocean liner but I was excited and ready for the big event. When my labour finally started I was two weeks overdue and I thought I was ready but nothing could prepare me for what lay ahead. 
nice bush you have there[/caption]
My friend recently returned from travelling the world. He pops over for a chat and mentions he is seeing a new woman who apparently I'll love because she does "fillers and laser hair removal". I laughed and told him he had been away a long long time and things had changed in the world.
For a while modern grooming hadn't been making sense to me. Waxing was really painful, shaving left me prickly and with spotty ingrown hairs and Immac (sorry Veet if you are under 30) stopped being on my shopping list when John Major was PM so it became obvious that I needed to find another way. And then I found her. An absolute goddess I met on a retreat. Sexy, funny, wise, talented. And hairy. Oh the fullness of her lady garden and armpit hair were quite inspiring and her courage and confidence was staggering. I wanted to be her and as a bonus think of all the money I'd save on grooming. 
