When the Week Doesn’t Go to Plan

What started at a back to black week evolved into picking more daisies

This week didn’t go to plan. I was hit by some personal issues that demanded my attention - the kind that can’t wait.

It’s funny how, when you start opening up to your dreams, the blocks and barriers that stand in your way suddenly become clearer. At that point, you have a choice: do the work and face the blocks - or go back to sleep.

In the going back to sleep part, I’d also add, believe dreams are futile, impossible, not for me and so on.

As a kid growing up in Manchester in the 90s, grit wasn’t optional. It was part of life. That northern grit has carried me through everything - I wouldn’t have achieved half of what I have without it.

So this week, I chose to face in. I had hard conversations. I held boundaries. I made requests and got clear on my stance. And then I let myself cry, rest, and tend to my wellbeing.

There weren’t many Dolce & Gabbana moments this week.

Daily enchantment felt like a distant dream but still, it whispered to me, the way long-held heart’s desires do.

Amid all that, there were bright spots. I focused on work that fills me with hope, I always feel hope when I coach my clients. I also won two awards and was featured in the local paper for our new idea - helping businesses take care of their people and their reputation.

I walked Ernie, my puppy, under the spring sunshine.

There is something about saddness, if you let it guide you, you will discover deep meaning

I picked my first daisy of the year and remembered I’d Pick More Daisies by Nadine Stair - one of my favourite poems, and a gentle reminder of what really matters.

I still haven’t been to any art galleries.

I haven’t planned that Italian adventure yet.

I did watch some of my favourite Beverley Hills housewives devouring a D&G store in Florence, which made me smile - so much excitment amonst the dresses and accessories. When I get there, I plan to do it just like Jennifer Tilly.

There’s always next week or the week after.

What is sitting deep inside is the awareness that my life, my happiness, my health, my days matter - perhaps this is the true meaning of remembering chasing daily enchantment?