Busy as a Bee I come from a long line of busy people; both my parents worked extremely hard to provide for our family. The first forty years of my life embraced their hard work ethic, but after my father’s untimely death in 1995, I took the decision to leave my busy natural medicines practise behind and move to the […]
In 2010, I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, a chronic condition that affects millions of people around the globe. The majority of them are women. As yet, there is no cure. I had enjoyed a successful career as a natural medicines therapist and teacher, but fibromyalgia forced me to stop working for 2 years, reassess my life and embrace a new […]
“There is always Music amongst the trees in the Garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it.” Minnie Aumonier A Blank Canvas I received the keys to my current home in September 2010. Sadly, the garden was very neglected, but it did provide me with a blank canvas. Anxious to transform my little patch of good earth, […]
A little switch turns on in my brain every year, somewhere around the end of February. It seems to occur when the days lengthen and my body soaks up the extra light. Indeed, I become a different person! S.A.D. or Seasonal Affective Disorder I am one of millions of people who suffer from S.A.D or Seasonal Affective Disorder, which is […]
Does fibromyalgia cause insomnia or does insomnia cause fibromyalgia? I do not have a definitive answer. However, I do know that insomnia can wreak havoc on health and well being. I first succumbed to fibromyalgia in 2003, and insomnia took hold of my life for seven long years. 15 years later, my lifestyle has completely changed and I have embarked on a […]
Kim from I Tripped Over A Stone blogs about her journey with Fibromyalgia. She recently participated in a challenge, designed to let you know a little more about the person behind the illness. You can read her post HERE I decided to take up the challenge, as someone who is healing from Fibromyalgia. Four Places You’ve Lived Callander, Scotland. Kippen, Scotland. […]
Watching the Daisies 