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How to Find Yourself Using a Map

How to Find Yourself Using a Map

As I lay there in a yin class, acutely aware of all sorts of sensations all over my body that I can now focus my attention on, I acknowledged that even a few years ago I didn’t know how to direct my attention inward. If someone asked me to feel the sensation in my left…

Shrugging off things that would normally get an emotional rise out of you

Shrugging off things that would normally get an emotional rise out of you

Recently I was fighting the inbox-zero battle when I found this email from Rosie. “Hey Andrea, I was writing an email to the handful of people from the BGL course I still keep in touch with and thinking, Andrea should really know how much she has changed my life in so many ways – I…

The text that smacked me right on the funny bone

The text that smacked me right on the funny bone

Today a friend sent me a text that bashed me right on the funny bone. The gist of the text was “Hey, how ARE you, Andrea? We really must catch up soon, it’s been ages!! – Oh but even though I’m REALLY only texting you to see how you are, I coincidentally also have a…

When your boyfriend gives you the cold shoulder

When your boyfriend gives you the cold shoulder

A few weeks ago I was in Nusa Lembongan doing surf lessons with Bloody Good Chap. We were out on the water waiting for the few-and-far-between mini waves to come so we could practice turning. The surf instructor was a big fan of BGC, they were BFFs forever, and since he’d also forgotten my name,…

Defending yourself unnecessarily and coming out looking like a knob? Me too.

Defending yourself unnecessarily and coming out looking like a knob? Me too.

Last night at soccer the organiser who I’ve known for a few years came over to where I was on the bench subbing off. “So is your instagram like a blog or something?” he asked. Instead of just agreeing, I launched off on a spiel about how I don’t actually use Instagram that much, my…

How to fling wrong-side-of-the-bed-ness in the bin

How to fling wrong-side-of-the-bed-ness in the bin

This morning, despite waking up in a dark room because BGC likes to sleep with the blinds closed, I had a second or two where I felt completely at peace. A second or so later my mind, Neville, awoke from his slumber and started scanning through the past few days to check if there was…

Run back up the slippery negativity slope

Run back up the slippery negativity slope

Lately I’ve been finding myself slipping like buggery on the slippery downward slope of negativity. Earlier in the year I had to stop working from my co-working space partly because I couldn’t guarantee that I wouldn’t burst into tears randomly most days, I wrote about that here. A number of my friends and family are…

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…

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.

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