Labels are for cans NOT people!

Labels are for cans NOT people!

If you haven’t already, click on the video above to check out the very clever Coca Cola campaign, ‘Labels are for cans, not people’. It is absolutely brilliant!

IT CHANGES YOUR MIND, YOUR PERSPECTIVE, YOUR HEART! Whilst we know this intellectually, us humans are inherently very biased creatures.

I dare you!

I dare you!

Last time I wrote, we spoke about the concept of 'no pain, no gain’ and that sometimes we need to experience a little bit of discomfort in order to grow.

I realised that I had challenged you to do something for yourselves, so I thought I better practise what I preach. Consequently, I threw a personal challenge to myself and my family. The 20 Day COLD SHOWER Challenge!

No Pain, No Gain!

No Pain, No Gain!

No Pain, No Gain!

I have to something to admit, I am a pilates junkie. Yep, I have turned into that woman. The one who drops off her kids at school in active wear, develops a strong obsession with pilates reformer and continues to wear her active wear all day long (okay, I will change if I am client-facing). Now, now if you haven’t tried it, don’t knock it.

Friday Feel Good: You got this!

Friday Feel Good: You got this!

We all know how powerful words can be. 

When used well, they have to power to inspire us and build us up; and when misused they have the power to paralyse us and tear us dow

Lessons from the “All Blacks”

Lessons from the “All Blacks”

Last week I had the absolute pleasure of presenting at the Corporate Health and Wellbeing Conference in NZ, ironically just a few days before their world was shattered by the events in Christchurch.

It’s so hard to comprehend such a tragic event could take place in NZ, as in my view, NZ is the most welcoming, peaceful place on the planet. My heart goes out to all our Kiwi and Muslim friends and anyone else whose world has been torn apart by the insane actions of this lunatic. Sending you ‘virtual’ massive hugs and love. 

Back to the conference. As I was listening and learning from the amazing speakers from the back of the room, I suddenly became aware that a man had snuck in and taken a seat next to me. In the break, I was surprised (and excited) when the man lent over, shook my hand and said: “Hi, I’m Gilbert!”