How to handle judgement and comparison [VIDEO]

How to handle judgement and comparison [VIDEO]

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...
What to do when you accidentally fly off the handle

What to do when you accidentally fly off the handle

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...
How to stop buggering up our friendships with insecurities

How to stop buggering up our friendships with insecurities

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...
How to handle competition and envy in female friendships

How to handle competition and envy in female friendships

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...
How to be less of a judgemental prick (or deal with someone who is)

How to be less of a judgemental prick (or deal with someone who is)

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...
Say it to their face

Say it to their face

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...