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Salt-and-pepperise your sex-life

Salt-and-pepperise your sex-life

Image via Pinterest It was around the age of 23 when I gave up on the idea that sex would ever feel as good as it looked like it could. It always looked so fun in movies and on TV, but in reality, no matter how hard I or my partners tried, it felt “pretty good”…

She owns it

She owns it

Image via Kim Anami Guest post by Kim Anami She owns it. I can spot it from across the room. So can everyone. When I’m watching the women I work with go through the process of transformation, there are many milestones. As you grow into your true and sexual self, several things happen: 1) You…

Am I slipping back to old ways?

Am I slipping back to old ways?

Lately I’ve been seeing a psychologist to open back up and hopefully resolve some of the shenanigans I never faced from my past. I’m peeling back layers I never planned to peel back. I’m talking about why I can’t form or maintain female friendships easily. Why I don’t trust people. Why I panic sometimes and…

The hens party that turned awkward (AKA how to hate yourself less)

The hens party that turned awkward (AKA how to hate yourself less)

Last weekend I was at a Scottish themed hens party. I didn’t know many people there, so I mingled around, making conversation in the usual, brash way I’ve come to adopt accidentally. It’s the polar opposite of how I used to be – awkwardly lurking in the corner, going to the bathrooms and to the…

How to get over really really boilingly strong anger and hurt

How to get over really really boilingly strong anger and hurt

Last year a friend hurt me worse than anyone’s hurt me in years. As I was stomping around shouting, Bloody Good Chap commented “Wow, I’ve never seen you this angry Dre.” I paused, mid stomp, and agreed. It was like I was going back to my pre-mindfulness ways, letting my anger take me over and…

How to find your bloody elusive passion

How to find your bloody elusive passion

7 years ago if you’d asked me what my passion was, I would have made up some bollocks about blending the mathematical, practical side of architecture with the conceptual creative side, which would segue into telling you that I have an architecture degree so that you’d know I was a practical, intelligent person, not a…

Are your friends & family theifing off with your fulfilment?

Are your friends & family theifing off with your fulfilment?

Not long after my Mind Body Green obsession began, still at sea, both literally and metaphorically, I realised that the healthy shenanigans articles I was reading were all written by people who had trained at the Institute of Integrative Nutrition. I looked it up and realised that I could study health coaching part time while…

How a bunch of kale lead me to my passion

How a bunch of kale lead me to my passion

I remember it clearly, the moment I realised I just couldn’t stand another day of architecbollocks (the language architecture students speak when discussing their work). It was September 2009 and I sat cringing in the first week of my masters of architecture class in Dublin. I had no idea what else to do with my…

Is your career meddling with finding your passion?

Is your career meddling with finding your passion?

By my second year of uni, I was firmly in the grip of the travel bug. Even so, I told Matt, I would have to finish my degree off first, then go travelling to work my shit out. True to my word, the minute I graduated I spent all my money shooting off to Europe…

The missing find-your-passion ingredient that keeps buggering everything up

The missing find-your-passion ingredient that keeps buggering everything up

In 2008 I sat with my mate Matt, one of my fellow architecture buddies at uni who designed crazy buildings with pink curvy tunnel things, sighing with defeat as I told him how I just wasn’t that passionate about being an architect like he was. I’d received two academic scholarships that would pay for most…

Gidday, I'm Andrea

I'm a mindfulness advisor and former cynical pessimist.

I used to be an awkward, pessimistic, mediocrely happy overachiever.

Life looked good on the outside, but on the inside things were average.

I was indecisive, I didn't know what to do with my life, I self-sabotaged the hell out of my relationships.

I had a feeling I was going to keep f-ing things up for myself unless something radical changed.

The life handbrake-turn that followed over the next few years came as the result of learning what I now teach in Bloody Good Life 101. Just practical, relatable techniques without any rainbow and butterfly jibber jabber.

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