Author: annekscott


100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety Eight – Welcoming Basil

Day 98: Welcoming BasilIMAG5436Much and all as I was awed and astounded by the torrential waves of rain that swathed through Saturday, the grandiosity of it all was not easily captured by my camera.  Be assured that it was amazing, spilling from a dove grey sky in bouncing beaded curtains of silver raindrops.  Observing Summer in London over the past month it appears to be a different beast than normal, well, should I say expected.  Magnificent cloudy skies, buxom and voluptously blooming, warm underlays of days with assertive sandpaper breezes, and the rain; rushing on to stage in wailing tears of drama. The dropping skirts of heaven, shutting out the warmth of the sun, driving me to put my socks on again and at least once last week jumping into a hot shower to warm up.  Sounding decidedly aged I  admit I am still toasting my toes with a hot water bottle at night although I am sleeping with my windows open.

Anyway the highlight of my day was welcoming basil, a new addition to my window sill.  Now I love basil, the small and the taste and the soft cupped curve of those emerald green leaves.  One of my favourite juice recipes; beetroot, 2 x carrots, 1 x apple and ginger is something special with 3 or 4 sprigs of basil.  The thing is that a packet of basil in the fridge does not take kindly to being squashed or sat upon and more than once recently I have found a forgotten or mislaid bag of soggy mess only identifiable by it’s packaging.  A waste of food, a waste of money.  So why not try a living pot? Been there, tried that.  It didn’t work in fact I thought it was a supermarket con to get you to pay more for the illusion of having one-plant herb garden.  My experience was that the minute Basil saw me s/he wilted and drooped, withering faster than I could eat it and, I felt, was mortally wounded by each leaf that I consumed.  Last week, house sitting, changed everything; when I was introduced to a flourishing basil planet my first reaction was that my old pattern would play out, but catching myself predicting the future I consulted with my friend for a few tips.  He assured me maintaining water levels were key, not into the soil but rather in the holding container. I also decided that this was not about the tedium of doing what had to be done but rather would be a task of care and consideration.  Conversation became a natural addition into the mix.  I even used a few of the leaves, removing them with care and gratitude.  Obviously it is seriously worrying to see a grown woman kowtoo to a plant but I have to say it worked!  Over a week later that planet was alive and thriving. Reinspired; Saturday saw me, in between those wide, loose weave swathes of rain, dashing to Sainsbury’s  to buy my very own living pot sitting on a handpicked spot on the window sill in a special saucer which I keep topped up with water.  There is an orchid and mint for company, they all seem to be settling in together.  I am excited about the new addition to the family and softened by the kindness that s/he brings out in me.

100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you or your business please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety Seven – Whistling Thistles

Day 97: Whistling ThistlesIMAG5320Oh my goodness and begorrah I fell in love with this pink haired, bristle faced thistle of a fellow on Wormwood Scrubs.  I could swear I heard him whistle and leer with all the innocence of a furry faced Sesame Street monster.  I am loving my attention to nature on this journey of awe, I am more alert to and conscious of the rhythms of the seasons.  I think I must previously have operated with an underlying assumption that noticing something was an arbitary, random event that coincided with a moment of lucidity, this clarity of seeing for a moment accompanied with an incipient guilt that I had been elsewhere, zoned out, not paying attention.  Now I just know I am privy to the petals of nature’s unfolding and whether what I am seeing has been there for awhile or not is neither here nor there.  I just receive what I am seeing with childlike delight and out comes my phone for a snap. That distinction is an extraordinary realisation that completely changes my experience and pleasure of life.  Stepping away from that inner judge and critic I can feel the tapestry of the seasons taking shape in front of me, my curiosity filling in the finer details.  The choice to seek out awe for 100 days is changing my relationship to myself.  I could go back to my old relationship but why would I want that when joy, inspiration and poetry is there just waiting to be received.

Thistles – Ted Hughes (c)

Against the rubber tongues of cows and the hoeing hands of men
Thistles spike the summer air
And crackle open under a blue-black pressure.

Every one a revengeful burst
Of resurrection, a grasphed fistful
Of splintered weapons and Icelandic frost thrust up

From the underground stain of a decayed Viking.
They are like pale hair and the gutturals of dialects.
Every one manages a plume of blood.

Then they grow grey like men.
Mown down, it is a feud. Their sons appear
Stiff with weapons, fighting back over the same ground.
100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you or your business please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety Six – Lost Tying My Shoelaces

Day 96: Lost Tying My Shoelaces

IMAG5445Every day risks being lost; of being sucked up into the vaccum cleaner of obsession, trapped under the tomes of inessential activity or squashed between the cushions of oblivion.  On this journey it has been close; a Friday here or a Sunday there wracking my brains to write something meaningful and pertinent about a blurry picture of yet another bush or extrapolate something imaginative about an ill advised close up of one of my nostrils.  Fortunately thus far my creative genius has always uncovered a gem,  a photograph that resonates with my heart even if it has no meaning for my rational mind.  On the scent of an oily rag my writing engine comes to life and delectable swirls of chocolately words come spinning off the production line.  Well that is my experience of them, an energy that pours out of me, through me and then glides graceful to a completion in blog sized chunks.

95 days have dodged the bullet as a photo or a clear sliver of memory got the ball rolling.  The 96th day, a Thursday, is a blank; a memory lingered on Friday illusive like a recalcitrant balloon flying free on the breeze, taunting me with it’s closeness but ultimately floating further away as I waited for it to come to heel.  It seems I only have my email Sent box to give me any hint of my dithering on the day, shards of hamster wheel activity, a snowballing of inattention and awe and wonder go out the window.  It is only now as my confession emerges fully formed that I remember the intuitive session first thing in the morning that delivered my action for the day – to be zen, to pour myself fully into each of my activities, one at a time.  I remember now being fully with my tying my shoelaces like I probably haven’t been since I was 4 or 5 when I learnt the skill.  So present that I worried that maybe I would not be able to consciously remember how to tie them.  And now the picture comes.  Perhaps not so much a forgetting as a state of being, just being lived.  No need to capture, to prove.  Looks like my lesson with this project is coming to a close.

100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety Five – Waiting For Lunch

Day 95: Waiting For Lunch

IMAG5258I have a choice of cycle routes to Paddington.  On autopilot I usually travel to Paddington via Ladbroke Grove and Westbourne Park.  It is not an onerous route, traffic is not too heavy or aggressive and for the most part I can avoid the arterial channels of fat bottomed trucks and arse sticking motorists but coming back the canal route appeals.  From St. Mary’s Hospital, where I had my physio review*, it is cobbly ride down to Paddington Basin to the unboxed cleanliness of the chrome and glass concourse of the Paddington Station entrance directly on to the Regent’s Canal.  There is the coffee barge and the book barge and ordinary common place live a board barges.  It is quaint.  Sheldon Square is a hive of activity behind mirrored windows, canal side dining and drinking gently bubbling before the 5 o’clock boil.

Then Little Venice the trefoyle junction where Paddington Basin, the Paddington Branch of the Grand Union Canal and Regent’s Canal intersect.  Picturesque London, a tear drop of Amsterdam, now there is a dutch barge, cosy clutters of barges side tied and one or two houseboats asserting dominance.  There is a ribbon settlement of barges end to end for a mile or two and cycling is theoretically forbidden so it is a judicious journey giving pedestrians priority.  Then the cosy domesticity falls away and it is quieter, an eye in the storm of London.  A breathe of fresh air and peace or a something more sinister depending on your perspective.  My nature tends towards the latter and I am glad to be cycling; two hedge haired hippies shake their skinny hips and twined tied trousers to some silent music bracketing the towpath, a glassy-eyed youth with a can of Kronenburg loiters listlessly.  And then Mr Grey Heron, teettering on this rock, struggling to remain motionless to catch his prey.  A ungainly bird when launching into langrous flight more suited to a wide expansive of water.  His wings seem to skitter each side of the canal as he flys away irritated by my attention.

*I fractured my hip 18 months ago which led to 4 months effectively bed bound.  Soft tissue healing is much slower.  All hail & glory to the UK National Health System (NHS) and its unfailing support.

100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you or your business please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety Four – Now You See Me

Day 94: Now You See MeIMAG5236It was a day of glimpses; magical sightings that I wasn’t able to catch on my camera.  First up this morning in the tree outside my window a large tawney mottled bird with a kerchef of red.  I immediately thought woodpecker though I have no idea how I would know that.  It wasn’t like this bird did any pecking.  Looking it up on the internet the closest I got was a Flicker which is indeed a member of the woodpecker family although a native of North America, rather than Britain.  Perhaps I was muddled and I saw a Greater Spotted Woodpecker or a Green Woodpecker but the red markings and the tawney mottled markings seemed different from the Greater Spotted and more distinctive than the Green Woodpecker.  My second glimpse was also a bird, a seagull.  They are regular visitors on the scrubs belieing our closeness to the sea in this city but it did seem out of place tagging me on my bicycle down Golborne Road at eyeball height.  A powerful glide and a steep curved decceleration to land perfectly in front of Golborne Fisheries and cast a beady eye about for a bit of pelagic delight.  And finally my ghost cat; chubby and a shimmering white in my gloaming stroll, she played up to my photo shoot while rubbing and rollicking for attention.

100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you or your business please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety Three – Reflections

Day 93: Reflections

IMAG5161“Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?” ~ Albert Camus

I knew this photo I took last week had a story to tell.  I didn’t realise it would be story about suicide.  I am glad that it was Albert Camus that posited the choice between suicide and coffee.  I don’t think I would have been brave enough to articulate my experience of dipping into suicidal waters in this way if he had not gone before me.  Suicide is not a subject to be touched lightly and I apologise in advance if anything I have to say appears frivolous or callous.

I assured myself that any contemplation of suicide on my part was dramatic posturing even though all the drama occurs in the privacy of my own head.  Over the years I have got used to the comings and goings of my inner drama queen; cue enter stage with a flounce and a huff  ‘WHAT is the point?‘ wail, ‘What have I got to live for?‘ gnash, ‘Look at all my failures’ followed by the a list of the ‘specials’ of the day and more wailing and more gnashing.  This little scene may be a matter of minutes or hours with variations on a theme.  On occasion it is a long rehearsal spanning days or weeks.  It is not a great place to be and there was a time when I believed this character that I was playing and wondered if I should be honourable and follow through.

I managed to ride the cycle without mishap until a raw conversation with Laura Kenyon*, an insightful homeopath, about 18 years ago now.  I knew I had to talk to someone about these feelings.  She gave me a perspective that has served me to take the charge out of this recurring drama.  She suggested to me that I was in reaction to the impact of circumstances beyond my control, that when life is not playing out as I would like there is a part of me that looks for something to take control of and comes up with this whole notion of taking myself out of life.  In this space I assume that my true value and right to be in life is predicated by external validation.  I observed the truth of what she said then and I see it each time this drama comes up.  I do not suggest that this is the same for everyone.

When I ask myself is this what I want to believe my answer is no.  I refuse to accept it as true.  Now this drama is a hook that allows me to acknowledge that life is not playing out in a way that gives me external acknowledgement or love.  Yes it feels real and if I am unwell or exhausted it is even more intense; I prefer to stand well back on the tube platform and avoid heights and knives.  I can see that suicide could just be a choice away – as easy as will I kill myself or have a cup of coffee? –  but the choice I make is to wake up and smell the coffee; to choose my heart and what I love in that moment, in the simplest of things.  I know now that there will be other times when I will face that question and have to make a choice. I don’t intend to take myself out but if I do please no angst for me , how could anyone expect to be there for me in that slow motion minute of that choice.

I have no idea whether my experience is true for everyone but in the past week I have had two conversations about suicide.  One with a friend who told me how they struggled with suicidal thoughts after a litany of financial failings and then suddenly realised that these thoughts were a control strategy.  With that realisation he was able to turn his life around, to stop his striving for financial success, to be and embrace the love he already had in his life.  Things are not easy but he loves his life, the work that he does and the freedom from working like a hound from hell.  The second conversation was with a friend whose partner committed suicide a few years ago.  It was a conversation we had never had, one in which my personal insights seem trite and irrelevant.  All I could do was listen.

I want to emphasis that what I share here is but a shard in the big picture.  I think there are as many different relationships with life and death as there are unique human beings.  All I write about here is what I am perceiving from the bunker of my reality.

100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you or your business please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

*Laura practises at a number of clinics in London and the South East.

100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety Two – Picnic Sunday

Day 92: Picnic Sunday

IMAG5206Kew Road slices through the northern tip of Kew Green.  Like a knife skinning a finger; superflous perhaps in the big scheme of green that is the Royal Botanic Gardens this little triangle, a flat beige flap of the map is the destination for our Sunday afternoon picnic.  In real life it green and despite the arterial traffic trundling through it has the hall marks of a country village.  The fair is in town and on the other side of the road the cricketeers are at the stumps.  The Greyhound with its mock-tudor exterior and leaded windows reminiscent of bygone time.  And then in the topmost tippiest corner Kew Pond, a place that would have done Ophelia proud, and appropriate as it used to be a mooring place for King Henry VIII’s barge.  The pond used to be a tidal pond filled from the Thames once a month on a particularly high tide.  Nowadays it has to be filled manually once a month and this is the work of The Friends Of Kew Pond.  A little corner of bucolic England the reedbeds are a draw for water birds including a clutch of cygnets the archetypal ugly ducklings, spiky, gangly and blending in to the mud.

IMAG5203I got very excited about this picnic and I had an urge to cook.  It has been a long winter and Summer  slow in coming.  Solstice weekend and still we wondered if the weather will hold.  Fortunately it did, not the brighest of days but warm enough for sitting outside.  The occasion-  a friend heading off on an adventure to Costa Rica.  I thoroughly enjoyed Sunday morning listening to The Archers and Judy Murray on Desert Island Discs while pottering away with potatoes to make potato salad and a tortilla variation.  With about 12+ turning up there was a cornucopia of food covering all tastes and delights with a special favorite of mine ginger beer.  It really was a wonderful picnic and I caught a beautiful sky as the sun slipped down over the playing fields at Latymer Upper School.

IMAG5212100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you or your business please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety One – Trellick Tower

Day 91: Trellick Tower

IMAG5175Trellick Tower stretches 31 stories into the North Kensington skyline.  It is a fascinating building and long before I realised that this was a famous and listed building it captured my attention in a strange twisted way; it has an ugly beauty, a beautiful ugliness, proud and tall, imposing and belligerent, unapologetic against the horizon at the end of Golborne Road and an example of what is known as brutalist architecture by Erno Goldfinger who was immortalised by Ian Fleming in his James Bond series.

At the end of a muggy mixed day the sun called me down to the closing Saturday markets of Portobello where I followed the salty whisper of Georges to a hot, bag of fresh ripped chips.  In the bright blue evening the Tower didn’t look quite so imposing or brutal. There was a quiet huddle of police and ambulance that had a sense of permanence rather than drama, detached curiousity led me past to Meanwhile Gardens skirting the canal and into Kensal Road.  Here, between the canal and the main line rail into Paddington,  is a nest of roads that I had never wandered before; modern functional low rise architecture benign in contrast to Trellick Tower, mixed with older Victorian cottage style housing and a couple of big old corner pubs now defunct.  This area was first recorded as Kensal New Town in 1876.  It was occupied by Irish immigrants and home of the bulldog dealer Bill George.   The traditional starting point for the Notting Hill Carnival is also found here in the Emslie Horniman’s Pleasance Park with its arts and crafts style Voysey walled garden, a flood lit sports area and a rather space age children’s play ground. A little pocket of London to open up my eyes while I was eating my chips.  On the way back home the quiet huddle of emergency services was still in place under the canopy of the tower, strangely somnulent and inert.

100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you or your business please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

100 Days Of Awe: Day Ninety – Rats

Day 90: RatsIMAG5148

I love dis great polluted place
Where pop stars come to live their dreams
Here ravers come for drum and bass
And politicians plan their schemes,
The music of the world is here
Dis city can play any song
They came to here from everywhere
Tis they that made dis city strong.

Benjamin Zephenia – The London Breed 1998

I first came across the Musuem Of London a few weeks ago when I attended a workshop on story called Stories in Action workshop.   This short visit was a tantalising taster and I wanted to see more.   Back in the East End today I only had about 45 minutes between one meeting in Bethnal Green and a train to a late lunch in Twickenham but it was enough to take a very brisk way through 450,000 years of history from London Before London, through to Modern London.  Each of the Permanent Galleries are wonderfully curated full of educational facts, curious artifacts and creative displays that capture the imagination.  I weave my way through little people, in school groups or in families. For a museum it is alive with cacophony of squeals and excited voices rather than the floating silence of dusty archives.  And then there were the rats, where I least expected it in The British Fashion Council’s exhibit NEWGEN MEN – a sponsorship scheme. Featuring work by Agi and Sam, Astrid Andersen, Alex Mullins, Diego Vanassibara, Kit Neale and Matthew Miller.  It was Kit Neale’s work that got me to look again.  Yes there were rats everywhere. An intentional homage to London; Peckham and the largely run down and dated Elephant & Castle.  Food for thought if not for lunch.

Agi & Sam, Astrid Andersen, Alex Mullins, Diego Vanassibara, Kit Neale and Matthew Miller. – See more at: http://www.museumoflondon.org.uk/london-wall/whats-on/exhibitions-displays/newgen-men-2014/#sthash.TesMc1I2.dpuf

100 Days of Awe is a playful project I set up to bring my attention to awe in my daily life. I see awe as wonder, a mixture of amazement and respect.  I expect the experience of awe to be about perception shifting awareness and that demands a reframing of some sort.  I am excited to see what will awe me on this journey.

Anne K. Scott is an imagination technologist, her work to teach, facilitate and deliver innovation for individuals and business.  She is the creator of FindYourMojo a FREE iPHone productivity app. If you are interested in what intuitive coaching can do for you or your business please do contact me.  I support clients all over the world.

What is intuitive coaching?

“A warrior chooses a path with heart, any path with heart, and follows it; and then he rejoices and laughs. He knows because he sees that his life will be over altogether too soon. He sees that nothing is more important than anything else” ~ Carlos Castaneda

I am Anne. I guarantee inspiration and momentum for the curious through teaching and sharing the technology of superconsciousness and imagination.IMG_2814

“What is the work you do about?  What can I expect from an intuitive coaching session?”  Two great questions and an opportunity to share what intuitive coaching is about.

Often I am asked if what I do is life coaching.  The short answer is yes but, and it is a big BUT, intuitive coaching is life coaching not as you might know it.  The work I do is a creative modality using imagination and intuition which are tools that serve the agenda of the heart rather than the mind.   I use techniques that allow you to step beyond your limiting beliefs, assumptions and definitions to get a full 360 degree picture of what it is you truly want to create.  Even if you only choose one session the orientation will be creative.  When you choose a longer programme of work I share and teach you to use the techniques for yourself through coaching and training workshops. You don’t need to do any preparation for a session, you don’t even have to know what you love beforehand.  All I ask is that you be open and curious.

It takes courage to do what you love and to maintain focus and commitment to following through. Doing what you love maybe obvious but the distractions of life’s busyness get in the way, or perhaps you don’t know what it is you love or understand how to go about creating it or how you could possibly be fulfilled doing it. The work I do is about guiding you to create that which is truly congruent for you.  It is action oriented, it is about moving you forwards on your path. Whatever your challenge with the path of the heart I can be your guide. I have dedicated the past 8 yrs to staying on the path of my heart, despite the mist, the fog, the obstacles and the sneaky side paths.

What you can expect in a session:

Values:  The values of confidentiality and service are key to the work I do.  The intention will be to serve you, in confidence, to get to a place where you experience what is true for you and you have the clarity and certainty to take the course of action to make this real.

End Result:  Clarity on the path that is true for you with relationship to the challenge or question that you arrive with and a clear course of action to take to actualise what is true for you.

Format:  The majority of my sessions are online over Skype/Facetime.  The average session is 60 to 75 minutes.  You are advised to allow a little time to absorb the session afterwards so a 2 hour window in your diary is ideal to give you the time and space you might need.

Structure:  All sessions are clearly structured.  The specifics will be dependent on whether the session is a one off session or part of a coaching programme but an initial session will have two parts.  The first part is based around a simple set of questions that you will be asked to answer automatically – whatever comes in to your head is ok in this space.  The second part of the session is about tapping into the space of imagination and intuition using a little meditation and the conversation of story telling.  This is an open and free format but my gift is to navigate the way to the end result we have established for you.

What do I need to do before a session?  There is nothing that you need to do or bring to a session but I invite you to be curious and open to learn.

What can I expect after a session?  People have different experiences after the sessions; you may feel energised or quiet but without exception everyone feels like they have connected with who they truly are.  This can be freeing or mind blowing but regardless it is awesome – have a look at Success Stories if you want to see more.

How much do sessions cost?  As part of a coaching programme sessions are typically £100 each.  One off sessions cost £175 + depending on your requirement.  Bursary options may be available depending on funds.

I offer a FREE 15 minute Technology Of Imagination consultation when you are ready to follow your heart path. Fill in your details below.  Options include:

  • Dynamiting session to explore a specific challenge
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