Everything happens in its own time. Sometimes life presents us with difficulties and challenges and we are unable to move forward. For me it's been more a case of writing and not writing, writing and not writing. I am late with my new book, my intention was to finish it by summer and I have only just begun to write it. I am using this time to develop self-compassion and acceptance and surrender to my natural flow.

In the time since I last posted, I fell in love, had a short love affair, a painful break-up and at the same time I nearly bled to death due to an operation challenge to do with my lady-parts. Not an easy writing time, but some would say great food for the writing. It is now, but in the midst of it, it was more head down and hide until I could come back up for air. And this is exactly what I did.