jeni starfish

We all make a difference

This morning I had one of the most humbling experiences of my life and it took place at my chiropodists. No, it was nothing to do with being chastised for neglecting my feet. I don't actually, and I am very proud of their good shape. They got me to the finish line of my half marathon without even a blister, and they very much enjoy walking the streets of my lovely city. They have a good and cherished life, and they don't much miss the opportunity to wear Manolos. (I do, but that's another story.)

No, my humbling experience was everything to do with being told by my chiropodist that, a mere twelve weeks ago, I had saved his life.

Off to see the Wizard

I attended a full day programme presented by Neale Donald Walsh yesterday and honestly, it couldn't have gone more wrong.

Neale is the author of the controversial Conversations with God series, and at some point in your spiritual journey, if you are at all interested in matters metaphysical, you will come across his writings - if you haven't already done so. My entry into these fascinations came via my work as a Happiness Coach. Magic happens in coaching, as people find their points of transformation, the ones that turn their life around and help them see a brand new world full of possibilities. Kind of spiritual, although I like to call it practical magic.

Anyhoo. If you combine all that with making sense of my Catholic upbringing and puzzling why religion (by definition, you would think, A Good Thing) seems to be the cause of so many bad things in our world...you can see why I became interested in the whole area of defining and redefining spirituality.

But back to the horribly wrong of yesterday...