A month seeking clarity I’m writing this month’s letter on a train to London, same oat milk cappuccino, but a completely different scene. I’m on my way to the capital city for a national meeting followed by an international netball match later (if you ever need a hit of pure energy, netball NEVER disappoints). But between the noise, the movement, the excitement, one word has been sitting quietly with me: Clarity. And how we actually find it. From Transitions to Inner Game to

A month of self awareness I'm writing this from my special breakfast cafe, still with my oat milk cappuccino, but this time I've treated myself to a cheeky slice of sourdough piled with avocado, halloumi and a perfectly poached egg. It feels like my little ritual, a pause in the week, a moment to think, and a space to just be. This month, I've been thinking a lot about the Inner Game, Timothy Gallwey's idea that our greatest opponent isn't out there in the world, but within u

I’m writing this from a cosy café corner, fuelled by a spinach & feta parcel and my trusty decaf oat milk cappuccino. September feels...