Posts Tagged ‘happiness’

I don’t know why, but ever since I was young I was always concerned that in my old age I would have regrets and, as a result of this fear I don’t like to waste time at all. It may be that this fear is not the healthiest driver, but it has been positive in so many ways, as it has motivated me to love exceptionally, have many adventures, take risks and appreciate so much, so much of the time. So here are my personal five tips on how to live without regrets.

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I don’t know about you, but it can be really annoying when people ask me my age for no particular reason, except that they want to categorize me and put me in to their box of limiting beliefs. For example, if I were to say that I’m thirty, some people might judge that I should have found my career path or should be married.  If I were to say I’m thirty-six some might think it’s too old to have a child.

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One thing you can be sure of in life is change and that is IT! Full stop. Period. The end. … Ok, not quite the end, as I want to write this article, but you get what I’m saying!

Regardless of our situation, whether we are in a relationship or single many of us feel that we have an emptiness inside that, something outside of ourselves has the incredible power to fill up. We find ourselves thinking ‘When I have a job, a relationship, a child… (Whatever it is for you.) well, then I’ll really be happy’.

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As a young girl one of my favorite programs was a British comedy series about a hotel called Fawlty Towers. I distinctly remember the batty owner, Basil Fawlty (John Cleese) answering a question, that he thought was on how many times he had sex each week. Two or Three times a week, its normal in Torquay, you know! He quipped.

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Some people complain of too much sleep and not enough sex and others, too much sex and not enough sleep.

A client of mine, Jim, wanted to have as much sex as possible, with as many women as possible. His bed was the main feature in his house. It was positioned slap bang in the centre of the bedroom, surrounded by a high wooden stage, which covered the whole bedroom, so you had to step up on to the platform when you entered the room and the window was positioned a foot behind his head. He did indeed, get lots of sex, but very little sleep.

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Do you know what a nightmare it is to find a house when you’re a Feng Shui practitioner? My husband, Oliver, could have got fed up with me at this point, as we have been looking for a place to live for over a year, but instead has himself, by osmosis, become an expert.

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