‘Sometimes a Miracle Moves Through Us’
Have you ever witnessed something you could only call a miracle?
I want to share this gently, and with great care, because it involves someone I will never identify. Her privacy matters deeply to me. What I can share is what moved through a therapy room one day.
A client had recently come into my care, and in our first session, as she talked about her life, something came over me. I found myself answering things with words that poured through me from somewhere internally. It amazed her, and it stunned me just as much.
Near the end of the session, she told me something that stopped me cold. The night before, she had decided that if she did not find the answers she was searching for, she was going to end her life. Somehow, without ever knowing her questions, I had answered all of them. Then I asked her how she could turn her life around from now on.
The next session, I witnessed a miracle. She had taken her power back, and in one week, doing what she needed to do, she turned her whole life around. I want to be clear; the answers were already within her. I simply got out of the way long enough for something greater to move through, and the courage was hers.
This was not the first time. In my book, Where the F*ck Do Our Minds Go? I share a moment with a mate in the building Industry, Frank, who reached out for advice while wrestling with something heavy. The year was 1988. And without planning a word, I said exactly what he needed to hear, and it surprised us both. The same quiet place.
I drove home trying to understand it. I believe these moments happen to many of us when we quieten our own noise and let something larger move through. Call it intuition, grace, the deeper knowing we all carry, our guides, angels and our higher self. It is truly a miracle.
And if you are sitting where she was, please hear this. You matter, and the answers are often closer than they feel. Please reach out. You do not have to carry it alone.
‘Where in your life might a miracle be quietly waiting, if you got still enough to let it in?’
‘If We Were Meant to Be Alone, We Would All Live on Our Own Planet.’
‘If we were meant to be alone, we would all live on our own planet.’
There are billions of planets out there, surely enough for each of us to have our own quiet corner of space. And yet here we all are, together on this one small blue planet, loving each other, needing each other. That is no accident. We are here for love and connection.
Have you ever thought about someone, and moments later they call or message? Those little moments are reminders of the invisible threads running between us. We are far more connected than we realise.
Think of a forest. Above the ground each tree looks like it stands alone. Underneath, their roots are woven together, quietly feeding each other, the strong ones holding up the ones doing it tough. We are built the same way, to lean on each other and to be held when our own roots are struggling.
And when life knocks us around and we want to withdraw, please remember, reaching out when you feel most like hiding is one of the bravest, most human things you can do. And this is not a judgement, we all retreat into our shell sometimes.
We were never meant to do this life alone.
Who could you reach out to this week, simply to let them know they matter?
‘Anger and Shame feed each other.’
Another aspect of anger is that it is the fuel to shame.
Have you ever sat in your car outside your own home, telling yourself, "be calm, don't lose it tonight," quietly wanting a different outcome to yesterday, and to the day before that?
You walk through the door, and in no time at all, the anger comes out. Later on you sit there confused, asking yourself, "Why did I react like that? That is not who I want to be."
In my book I call it 'The Werewolf Within.'
It was never really about what happened at the door. Underneath the aspect of anger was shame, and a pile of other emotions. The shame was the fuel, and the werewolf delivered the anger.
Anger is just one facet of a diamond, that all of us are multifaceted. Turn it to the light and something softer is almost always hiding behind it.
As the saying goes, "You cannot see your reflection in boiling water." When the water calms, what might your anger be protecting you.?
'No one frames a house on their own. The same is true for our lives.'
'No one frames a house on their own. The same is true for our lives.'
Not because it's heavy or hard to do. Because doing it alone was never the smart way.
Same goes for what you're carrying in your head. Reaching for a hand isn't weakness. It's just the smart way to build.
You call in a sparky when it's not your trade. Your mind is no different. Sometimes you call in someone who knows that job.
You were never meant to do it all solo.
'From the top of the mountain, you see clearly. Looking down at your own crap, all you can see is more crap'
From the top of the mountain, you can see clearly. Looking down at your crap, all you can see is more crap.
When you're down in it, the worry, the noise, the emotion, more crap is all there is all you can see. The view only changes when you find a way to rise above it and become the observer of your own mind.
There's a simple practice I've used for years to do exactly that. I share it, and where it leads, in my book.
What would you see if you could get above your crap, just for a moment?
‘How Can a Dream Come True If You Never Let Yourself Have One?’
'How can a dream come true if you never let yourself have one?'
How can a dream come true if you never let yourself have one?
So often it isn't the dream that's out of reach — it's that somewhere along the way we quietly decided we don't deserve one. So we settle for the familiar, even when the familiar is costing us dearly.
Give yourself permission first. The "how" can come later.
‘If you believe in heaven, why spend your days living in hell?’
If you believe in heaven, why spend your days living in hell?
Heaven and hell aren't only somewhere we go someday, one day. We build them right here, in the mind, every single day in what we choose to dwell on, feed, and tend to.
Don't postpone your peace. Start building it right where you stand.
What's one small piece of heaven you could build today?
‘You're not made of steel. You just get treated like you are — mostly by yourself.’
You're not made of steel. You just get treated like you are — mostly by yourself.
You'd never run a machine flat out with no maintenance and expect it to last. Somehow that's exactly what we ask of ourselves.
Easing off isn't going soft. It's how you keep standing.
‘A crack in the render is cosmetic. A crack in the structure brings the whole thing down. What are you avoiding and rendering over?’
“A crack in the render is cosmetic. A crack in the structure brings the whole thing down.
“What are you avoiding and rendering over?”
The building metaphor here does a lot of work — it quietly signals your trade background while making the psychological point land. Here's a version tuned for each platform.
LinkedIn (professional, a touch more reflective — fewer tags)
A crack in the render is cosmetic.
A crack in the structure brings the whole thing down.
What are you avoiding and rendering over?
After 36 years in building, I learned to tell the difference between a surface flaw and a structural one. The same is true for people. We get good at rendering over the cracks — staying busy, staying pleasant, keeping up appearances — while the load-bearing wall quietly gives way underneath. The work isn't in the patch job. It's in being honest about what's actually holding you up.