All my life I’ve been waiting to walk in the woods

Every day now I take the dog for a walk in the woods. Often, even in the middle of the day, that’s a workday, Philip!

In my head, before, I’ve thought that I needed permission to do certain things, as it was like being naughty at school, skiving off. I should be working.

The 9-5 mentality etched in my head, even though I’ve run my own business for 14 years, I still have the conditioning of the voice in my head saying ‘you should be working’.

Now I’ve given myself permission to just do what I want. It still feels uneasy and it’s a work in progress. But the more I have given myself permission over the last few years the more in control I have felt and the more freedom I have enjoyed.

I can walk in the woods anytime I want.

Show me the money 


Money, money, money…

Say it often enough it has no meaning. 

Look at it, just numbers on a screen. 

Pieces of paper in our hands. 

Tokens that we swap for trinkets. 

A myth. 
A culture. 

A poison.

Nothing everything we do has to make money. 

Show me the money or treasure your soul before you exchange it for another buck.