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empowermentrelationships

The relationship that taught me to respect myself

Earlier this year I was dating a guy. And I liked him a lot. He was intelligent, nice and we got along really well. The only trouble was that he was hot and cold; on the one hand he would …

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The last kiss

After eleven years of marriage and no kids, my first husband Stuart and I made the life-changing decision to travel the world teaching English. We started in Poland. And we loved it. The teaching was great, we’d learned some Polish …

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The miracle that kept me humble – a Christmas message

In December 1963 I was eight years old. That was the winter I received my very first miracle. My mother had been pacing back and forth through the old rundown house we rented near the warehouse district in town. I …

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Every cloud has a gold lining

The beginning of what was to be one of the biggest lessons of my life was the day my father and I started coughing. Feeling weak and unable to breathe I received medical attention and was diagnosed with pneumonia, having …

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When I started to love myself again

My high school years in a small town in Germany were a challenging time. I just never seemed to connect with my classmates, teachers or even my parents. My days seemed to be endless and meaningless without a cause. I …

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Healing the shame of corporal punishment

I grew up in the 60s, in an era when corporal punishment was considered good for a child and discipline was based on fear. I attended the local Catholic primary school and remember the nuns’ straps, swinging neatly beside their …

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The crazy dream that made my life feel full

Nine years ago I retired and relocated to the country. It was a tumultuous time; full of great personal growth but also of deep personal lows.  I grew my own fruits and vegetables, tapped into my creative side and helped …

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Choosing the road less travelled

At 35, I had reached a comfortable place in my career as a government lawyer. The pay was good, the position was respected and stable, and I got on well with my colleagues. Yet the thought of progressing steadily for …

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Gratitude led me to greener pastures

I was born in Zimbabwe. My dad was a policeman and my mom was a nurse. My parents worked hard and were doing well for themselves and we managed to go to good schools and have a good life, compared …

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A lifetime of addictions led to my true life purpose

I grew up in the Philippines. Think ‘Slum Dog Millionaire’ and you’ll get the picture. My father and I lived in a small dilapidated apartment with 6 relatives. My mother, whom I idolised, left when I was 5 to marry …