We all have it, we just don’t realise it. Power presents itself in many forms every day. We have the power to say no to someone, we have the power to be kind to someone, we also have the power to take control of something.
The uniqueness of power is that it can be as gentle as a slight breeze or as powerful as a full-blown gale. How we use it, how we define it, tells us more of who we are.

​I’m not sure I like tolerance very much, probably because I overdo it. A bit of a default position of mine that leaves me feeling taken advantage of and then resentful. Interestingly though, I would always choose tolerance over intolerance due to the impact the latter has.
We see it on the news every day shown through the behaviour of others, leaving us reeling in shock and outrage - until the next story is aired.

​Can leave us feeling left out and excluded from people and situations we wanted to be part of. At its worst we feel miserable and lonely, and at its best we decide that person is not worth suffering for. Interestingly, we can even find ourselves building up quite the scenario by weighing up every incident or conversation that’s occurred and creating proof a high court jury would find hard to refute. Hands up if you’ve ever done that?  The problem being it just makes the whole thing worse. There is nothing positive about feeling rejected, but it’s part of how we treat each other and seems to be here to stay
What causes us to feel rejected and why?

​Is a common reaction when stress is present. It has us second guessing ourselves and becoming uptight about life in general. It also has the questionable honour of emerging as a widespread epidemic. At its worst, anxiety seriously controls how we live our lives.
The issue is the normalising nature of it, resulting in feeling anxious every time we are slightly stressed. We get used to it, identify with it and start to embody it.

​Feeling disappointed and then accepting it is one of life’s many challenges.
Commonly appearing as a person letting us down, or something we hadn’t anticipated, disappointment is part of who we are. 

​Sometimes it just hits without warning, and we feel like we’re wading through mud cloaked in a dark cloud of heaviness.
It can arrive unexpectedly and stay longer than required.
It is not welcome, was not invited and yet is parked in our lounge, just daring us to kick it out.

​So many times, we want to change our reality from what is actually happening to something else. Our ‘what is’ to ‘what if’ becomes a place we’re often found but it creates disharmony and ends up robbing us.
The problem is we miss out on appreciating what is happening here and how, because we don’t like it, didn’t ask for it and want a refund.

​I  have heard that friendship is in our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime.                              
​Most of us have people that fall into these categories and know what it means to be a friend to someone. I’m so grateful to have the wonderful friends in my life that I do, I try not to take them for granted and sometimes I get it right, and sometimes I don’t. My true friends accept me regardless, others don’t and therein lies the lesson.

​Everyone’s doing it, reviewing their lives through setting goals. Many people can be heard discussing how they have now achieved ketogenic gold or run their 3rd marathon in 3 months. I can’t lay claim to either of those…

​Although it makes the world go around and is wonderful to experience, love is sometimes hard to feel. When people in our lives are challenging, loving them becomes a decision, one we would prefer to ignore.