Before I discovered the world of nervous system healing, I thought I knew what it meant to relax. I’d watch Netflix or get some Pad Thai or go for a walk and sure, it was relaxing… but I don’t think I realised that this was “relaxation by distraction”. In other words, I didn’t truly relax … Continue reading
I still remember the first time I rode a bike 🚴♂️ I was at Carrs Park down by Blakehurst in Sydney. It was my 3rd birthday, the BMX bike was yellow and there was a clown with red hair and a colourful handkerchief that never seemed to end. He just kept pulling it out of … Continue reading
I’d like to tell you a dirty little secret about my life today. You wanna know what it is? I never open my eyes. That’s right. I live my life with my eyes shut. I cook my breakfast with my eyes shut. I write these emails with my eyes shut. Hell, I even go to … Continue reading
Oh mind. How you like to think and fret and worry. How you love to plan and dream and imagine. And oh how you love to be the focus of my attention. But here’s the thing: It’s time for us to break up. See, I finally know that I am not IN you. You are … Continue reading
You know what I’m talking about. Round, red and juicy tomatoes 🍅 Tomatoes that drive your tastebuds wild. Tomatoes that melt your face off and give you toe-curling orgasms (yes, it’s a thing). And you know what? I can think of no higher calling than to be a round, red, JUICY tomato. I mean, think … Continue reading
I’m writing to you from that great lump of mostly-water-covered-rock that’s currently floating in Sector C of The Milky Way. Actually, I have no idea if our humble planet is currently in Sector C. In fact, I have no idea if “Sector C” even exists because I literally just made it up. It’s one of … Continue reading
Getting into your body (via the techniques and tools inside Rageheart) isn’t all sunshine and rainbows. Now that I’m more connected to my body – connected to sensation – it’s harder to ignore its messages. For example, it’s harder to eat foods that aren’t good for me. I feel like a pile of dog sh!t … Continue reading