Posted on 19 January 2021 | filed in Middle. On being of a certain age.
To feel good, I need to get up, get into my daily yoga practice or exercise and then get the kids sorted. This is how a good day starts for me. Often I don’t want to do it.› View Post
Posted on 18 January 2021 | filed in Middle. On being of a certain age.
It made me realise how much of my life I have spent, thinking about this. Trying to be the best person, father, friend, partner and husband I can be. And often feeling like I am failing. Not through lack of ability or any obviously detrimental behaviour. But because I haven’t, until now really decided what all these ‘bests’ actually are› View Post
For the first half of my life, I struggled with the idea of mortality. The idea of death seemed so unfair. But the concept of fairness, in this context, makes the assumption that we deserve something from nature. But we don’t.› View Post
It reminded me of something that I’m losing. I’ve already lost it once, and I’ve realised that I’m not ready to lose it again. But it’s slipping, and I’m desperately trying to hold on. This has reminded me not to let go. Not quite yet.› View Post
This morning I woke up early and enjoyed the Sunday treat of a guilt-free read in bed. What added to the experience was the fact that it was raining hard and there is little in life that will make a person feel so warm and content. This, of course, only lasted for about 20 minutes when the guilt began to set in. As my brain started to come back online, I remembered, with a kind of quiet dread, that there was something to do. I had made a plan.› View Post
Just a few days ago I was having the most productive period of the last few years. Waking up driven, being in a state of flow all day and then lying awake in bed, wired by the endless ideas and possibilities that such a creative spurt provides.
This morning I woke up with nothing. The drive was replaced with a desire to do…nothing.› View Post
…even when the excitement of a new idea is replaced by the monotony of routine, our dreams will dissolve and get consigned to the constantly growing heap of unrealised potential - projects that could have been great, but just didn’t work out. We usually blame time, or worse, the people we love…› View Post
Having spent much of my adult life as a magician, and being known as such, I’ve gotten used to the quizzical looks I receive when people discover that I now spend most of my working life as a trainer and coach. Most, understandably, see it as a completely different area.› View Post
Imagine, for a moment, that your phone goes ping, you look at the screen and see that you’ve had a few mentions on Twitter. You feel that little warm fizzle of acknowledgement, which soon goes to shit when you realise, with horror, that you are the subject of a discussion, but not in a good way. That little dopamine drop is soon replaced with a nauseous feeling of dread. (No, this is not based on a true story…ish).› View Post
Posted on 25 May 2018 | filed in Steve Faulkner Ltd Policies› View Post