This morning I sat in my favourite cafe with tears streaming down my cheeks. I was crying over some people I don’t really even know. They’d got me right where it hurts. Deep down, like (probably) all of us, I have some destructive, unkind, horrible beliefs about myself. They lurk so deep I don’t even… read more…
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Last Friday I deleted Instagram off my phone, again. For the 5th time. Probably. I was busy judging the bejaysus out of some people’s stories, and judging the bejaysus out of myself while watching others’ amazing stories, and I decided, feck this, get off my phone you silly app. As usual, I had fallen into… read more…
Recently I was on the receiving end of some road rage, and it scared the living bejaysus out of me. Until I got angry. I pulled up into the designated bike space (on my bike) at the front of the traffic lights. The SUV dude behind me, who was already half way into the bike… read more…
I had a friend who I treated very badly because of my insecurity. I’ll call her Jess. I was seethingly envious of Jess. I was certain she wasn’t much into our friendship, so when I later realised how badly I’d hurt her, I was shocked. I never believed she cared enough for me to be… read more…
In the last few weeks, a friend of mine has completely shifted the way I think about the subtle jealousy and competition that lurks around in the background of many female friendships. My mate Em is a facilitator who runs her own mindfulness business as I do, yet for the last few years, she’s raved… read more…
Last week I burst into tears when I saw the crowd funding campaign that had raised over $144,000 for the homeless guy who grabbed a trolley and rammed it into the terrorist in Bourke St in Melbourne the week before. When the “Trolleyman” intervened, the terrorist was chasing two police officers around the street with… read more…
A couple of months ago a really incredible woman passed away, and since then she’s been on my mind more than ever. I see my Grandma’s cheeky face in my mind’s eye, with her beautifully brushed white hair, and I smile to myself while doing the dishes. My Grandma was a woman that lit up… read more…
Yesterday I was setting up to run a corporate workshop when a cocky, bankery looking investment manager something-or-other walked in to help me work out the AV setup in the very swish boardroom. After a while, when it became clear he also couldn’t work out how to get it working, he started to become rapidly… read more…
I woke up on a warm Spanish Tuesday and noticed a mild anxiety milling around my chest. I scanned the previous day – bubbling garlic prawns and gluten free beer, reading a brilliant new book on the beach and badgering BGC with all the facts I was learning, and a giant bubble bath where BGC… read more…
I currently have a croaky man voice, courtesy of Edinburgh being a shit tonne colder than I was prepared for last week! At the end of an awesome, tapas fueled, 4 week trip to Portugal and Spain with BGC, I flew to the UK for a whirlwind Featherstone family and workshop tour. I spent a… read more…
G'day, I'm Andrea
I'm a mindfulness facilitator and former cynical pessimist.
I used to be an awkward, pessimistic, 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 my unconventional mind-taming program for indecisive overachievers - Bloody Good Life. Just practical, relatable techniques without any rainbow and butterfly jibber jabber.
