Can I ask you a question?

Don’t be afraid your life will end; be afraid that it will never begin.  

Grace Hansen

Hey, Lovely,

Can I ask you a question?

I want to know one simple thing.

In your day, how much of that day is time for you?

Life is short, and there is no do-over. Every minute gone is a minute you’ll never get back. So, I need you to think about this – In your day, how much of that day is time for you?

Do you start your day with something for yourself? A quick meditation or a morning run, a few minutes journalling or taking a cup of tea in the garden? Do you leave a big chunk of time later in the day for a project or a hobby that you love?

Do you find that you look after everyone and everything else first but make time for you, your well-being and your dreams later?

Do you have grand intentions but by the end of the day you have no energy left, and you promise yourself you’ll get around to your own stuff tomorrow. (But you never do…)

Do you manage to squeeze in some time for yourself on a weekend?

Or do you not rate a mention in your own life at all?

Please, take a moment. Answer this truthfully.

I have sat at the deathbed of too many friends and loved ones, as they wept in my arms that their time was up and they had never really lived.

That doesn’t have to be you.

You matter. Your dreams matter. Your life matters.

Make time for yourself. If you don’t, who will?

Sending you love and gentle encouragement, Nicole xx

Hi! I'm Nicole Cody. I am a writer, psychic, metaphysical teacher and organic farmer. I love to read, cook, walk on the beach, dance in the rain and grow things. Sometimes, to entertain my cows, I dance in my gumboots. Gumboot dancing is very under-rated.
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  1. This resonates within all of us especially if you are female because it was how we were brought up
    We were asked/shown/told to put everyone else’s needs ahead of our own as though we did not matter
    To cut a long story short I had family responsibility thrust on me from the age of 8…. so be it
    I remember reading about “The 7 Stages Of Man/Woman” and we go through 7 different stages in life
    I never had a childhood and at the ripe old age of 67 I find myself doing ‘childish’ things
    I ‘throw tantrums’ yep I really do although I did not realise what was happening when it all started
    This screaming Banshee could not possibly be me could it?…but it was and is
    I do not roll on the floor and writhe around screaming but I do experience the senior version
    I gesticulate and rail at the whole world in what can only be described as a very childish manner
    I am aware I am doing this and I know it makes me feel better afterward
    Thankfully my huz understands and is just there waiting until ‘the storm’ is over
    I do not ‘throw tantrums’ in public only at home and not every day
    I am finally going through my childhood at last and I feel good about it 😊

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