Hope is the fundamental emotional stance we can take in the face of despair. How does it impact us in the pandemic?

I am naturally a do-er. The word No rarely passes my lips. Will you make brownies, asks my youngest? Sure, I reply, despite the fact I have enough on my p...

This year will be forever known as The Lost Year. A time when the entire world stuttered to a lockdown and a disoriented human race simultaneously sat in the...

“It is a primitive fear, the fear of the unknown, the fear of forces man can neither channel nor comprehend. This fear is not new; in its classical form it i...

There’s a great viral video doing the rounds at the moment: Cynthia Nixon, all punk attitude, describing the many ways women are told to be or not to be in c...

I remember my own burnout experience. I was in my final year of an academic and competitive degree. It didn’t start out badly: in year one, I was thrilled to...

Sometimes I can tell how much writing a blog post is going to hurt by how many other tasks I discover need doing before I’ll sit down and face it. As someone...

January can be an emotional month. We look back on the year that has been, while a new year comes knocking. Expectation and opportunities can do battle with ...

There’s a tendency at this time of year to act a little bizarre. In the space of 24 hours we leap from gorging on Lindor chocolate truffles while being chro...

We’re back in the annual round of Christmas adverts, special toasted marshmallow coffees, snowman jumpers and everything else Crimbo. It’s a lot to take in, ...

I’ve been sorting through some stuff from my past recently, and like most sifting through of old memories, it’s been tough at times. I’ve been leaning on my ...

Right now, a very close friend of mine is going through a traumatic experience, and the impact on her health, family and mindset is harrowing. Just last week...

Have you ever had an experience where you feel alien to yourself - like a part of you that you don’t recognise is in the driving seat? Who is this inner alie...

When I was a little girl, I used to run away. Not from home, but if we were out in a park, for a walk in the woods, then I’d bolt.

My natural instinct as a young student then was the same guiding principle that runs through all of the social behemoths - to connect.

These days I still like a tidy house, but I’ve learnt that going all out for a perfect state of affairs is the route to unhappiness.

When was the last time you bit your tongue in a meeting? When that difficult colleague sent back that passive-aggressive email, did you take a deep breath, a...

It’s in the news, it’s on Instagram, it’s in your workplace, it’s on your dinner plate and it’s filling up your online shopping basket. How can any of us esc...

A confession: in a previous life, I was a Classicist. I studied Latin at university and with the zeal of the convert, I adored it (and still do, though sadly...

Last week, I had a really tough day. I got into a heated exchange with a colleague. The argument itself, and resulting fallout, exhausted me. I took my negat...