by Cali Bird | Aug 21, 2020 | Being gentle, Food for thought
It was one of those days when I felt unwell. Sometimes it is okay to push on with your work, other days you know it is better to rest. It was the latter for me. I told my boss I was sick, logged out of my work computer and went back to bed. A few hours later, still in...
by Cali Bird | Jun 12, 2020 | Being gentle, Food for thought
Are you at a crossroads, unsure which way to turn and going nowhere fast? Are you in emotional pain? Do you need to process something but don’t want to talk to other people about it? Journaling can be a fantastic way to process your thoughts, examine your fears and...
by Cali Bird | Mar 20, 2020 | Being gentle, Food for thought
The world has changed a lot in the last few days hasn’t it? In the UK, everyone who can is working at home. We are being told not to go out and socialise. Pubs, restaurants and shops are closing. Today is the last day of school until God knows when. I had to be in...
by Cali Bird | Oct 11, 2019 | Being gentle, Creating with a day job, Fear and Procrastination, Food for thought
You want to get on with your your writing, your art project or your music. You see everyone else doing it. They don’t seem to suffer like you. They produce. There must be something wrong with you because you can’t. And this makes you feel even worse. You have good...
by Cali Bird | Sep 12, 2019 | Being gentle, Food for thought
It can be so frustrating when you can’t go as fast as you want to. Maybe you are comparing yourself to other artists and they seem to produce more work than you. Perhaps they seem to have more success in selling their work. You want to be faster, better. You...
by Cali Bird | Aug 9, 2019 | Being gentle, Creating with a day job, Fame and Success, Food for thought
It was the 24th August 1999 in New York City. I was earning more money than God but I was bored and unfulfilled. It was a good time to be in the technology sector. There was a lot of money sloshing about. My daily rate was very healthy but my mind wasn’t. My life...
