Nicola Martin-Davis

27/02/2026

My YouTube channel is steadily increasing momentum and growing nicely.

I’m dedicating some of this platform to anyone hurt by the actions of less kind people we might meet in our day to day lives. I’m trying to raise an awareness of unacceptable behaviour and how to overcome it affecting our wellbeing.

I used to be a behaviour manager. I taught confidence skills, how to cope with difficult people, when to assertively challenge them and when to quietly walk away from them.

Helping people find a sense of peace is my goal. For whatever reason. Everyone deserves to feel peaceful and safe in what is sometimes a tricky world where tricky people appear to be thriving.

The pandemic created a lot of stress, tension, chaos and uncertainty. That has since leaked into the fabric of our society. Some people are less patient. Less tolerant. Less compassionate. Others, more so. Some have become selfish and controlling. Others, kind, generous with their time and energy and more determined to live the best possible lives and help others do the same.

We have the best and the worst of humanity walking God’s Green Earth at the same time. What a time to be alive!

If you struggle with self-doubt, anxiety, grief or if you’re being treated as ‘less than’, then I hope my channel becomes an encouraging space to help you connect (or reconnect) with your inner strength & live peacefully, authentically & without fear. I taught confidence skills to people who f...

26/02/2026

I was recently told by a woman (who I have to say, looked nipped, tucked but fabulous) I could do with a little Botox. Not much, she said. But a little … and I must dye my hair.

I’ve thought long and hard about this. I was tempted as clearly I look like I need a bit of help! However …

If I start dying my hair, that’s me doing it again and again. I don’t have the will. If I end up looking like a character out of the opening scene from Macbeth, I may think again.

My lines between my eyebrows remind me of how I would read by torchlight under the blankets when my parents turned my bedroom light off … and of how bad my eyesight was that I had to squint to see! Of how incredibly hard I had to study at university as an adult.

The lines on my forehead remind me of how my eyes would widen as I watched the world in wonder - or in horror.

The lines around my mouth remind me of every laugh I’ve ever had, of every song I’ve ever sung and every chat I’ve ever enjoyed. They also remind me a little bit of why I gave up smoking. 😬 And I LOVED smoking.

The lines are around my eyes remind me of how I have tried to smile my way through adversity time and time again - often failing - and of how I love to have a good laugh in the company of friends.

Every line on any face is a roadmap of life experiences we have endured and enjoyed. Of every mistake we’ve made and of every success. Of every heartbreak.

Most importantly, those lines remind us of every person we have told we love and of every person we have needed to move away from. Oh and of every frog we’ve kissed hoping for a prince. Or princess. (Whatevs). They show both wisdom and naivety. Gain and loss - sheer joy and abject pain.

Lines on faces are a sign of individuality. Of personality. Of character. Of experience. Of being alive.

Why would anyone want to erase any of that?

(Oh - And I checked the prices)

24/02/2026

I’ve become so unbelievably fond of these little monsters that I bought them their very own tray. It’s little wonder I had root canal surgery today after fighting a dental infection for the best part of six weeks. As I was recovering from flu. It’s been a journey!

All that said, today is the first day I have not felt ill. Massive shout out to ‘Arch’ dental surgery in Baldock. With my gratitude for your grace.

I said to the lovely dentist at 9am, “ I think I should tell you that I am Dentist phobic.”

She replied to me, “that’s absolutely fine because I’m patient phobic”.

I loved her immediately.

Good night and God bless you. My thanks for getting to the end of this post.

24/02/2026

Wednesday the 4th of March is now full. Extra chairs needed!

Nicola x

24/02/2026

I am working on an exciting new project. 🙏🪷🙏

My page: Comfort and reassurance for the bereaved.

My Facebook private group:
People supporting each other.
Peace. Hope. Meditation.

My YouTube channel: Personal autonomy.
www.youtube.com/

My website has a little of everything including links to my meditations and music.
www.nicolamartindavis.co.uk

My instagram page? I have one but haven’t especially understood what the point of instagram is. Yet.

I used to teach Psychology and headed an Open College Network programme of accredited study for people who had lost their way or who’d been hurt by life.

My work was recognised by The Home Office (and the shadow Home Office), The Prince’s Trust, The Daily Telegraph, BBC news, Woman’s Hour, BBC World News, The Sunday Observer - and my late mum. Who was mainly proud although she always hated my choice of shoes.

Alongside my bereavement ministry, I am looking at the possibility of creating Personal Development programmes and workshops in collaboration with others who are specialists in holistic health and emotional wellbeing.

My input would be meditation, music, sound and art therapy for people struggling with life and loss.

Could this be of interest to you or your friends? Please let me know.

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Thank you x

22/02/2026

Grief Café Update!

On our ‘I got all the dates wrong so missed the Kaotic Angels LEMC UK Nomads Break the Stigma walk’ walk today, a few of our Grief Café met up with Jane (my friend of 60 years. Her cousin had a Cindy doll) and her fabulous hubby, Justin, my own bush-tucker hero, and had a lovely few hours shooting the breeze.

Thanks to Warren, Mags, Ray, Emma, Sue and Winnie. We bumped into one of the amazing Kaotic Angels Food Angels volunteers Sarah, who is not only fabulous, but also hilarious.

We are better together. 🫶

22/02/2026

The build up to any happy family day can be worse than the day itself. I don’t know about you but Mother’s Day used to be my Achilles heel for a relapse in my healing, until I turned the day into a positive.

I now join with friends and we go out for Mother’s Day lunch, chat loads and buy a plant for our mums to pop in our respective gardens.

I’m posting this early because the shops are heaving with gifts and cards for mums and I know it’s painful to see. 🙏

Happy Remembering Your Mother’s Day.

21/02/2026

This is such a great resource. X

Grief Support Lending Library Book of the Month

Wild Hope – healing words to find light on dark days

Wild Hope by Donna Ashworth is a heartfelt collection of poetry and reflections offering comfort, strength and reassurance during life’s most difficult seasons. Drawing on themes of resilience, love and quiet courage, it reminds readers that even on the darkest days, hope is never truly out of reach.

This book is available to borrow free of charge from Austin’s Lending Library, along with other supportive titles for adults and children, at Austin’s Bereavement Centre at 74a High Street, Stevenage and Harwood Park Crematorium.

21/02/2026

EDIT!!!!!!

Hoping to see a few of the Grief Café tomorrow at Fairlands Park. It is now called the ‘sorry we missed the walk’ walk.

11.00 in the big car park for the walk, ending up at Costellos Cafe - Fairlands for a good old chat.

Apologies. I’ve been ill. 🤣🤣🤣

I’ve got fabulous slacks.

X

21/02/2026

Whatever you choose to do with your weekend, I hope you find a little peace.

I want you to remember something. You are human. The punishing emotional pain we feel due to a bereavement … is human. It is a perfectly natural reaction of the human heart. As I have said in many services I’ve taken for the best part of two decades, “… there is nothing we can do to prevent all the emotions we feel when someone we love passes away, but there are ways we can find peace …” NMD

I hope I have become one of those ways for you to find a little peace.

🪷🙏🪷 My love to you.

20/02/2026

EDIT - Dates for March are coming!

My apologies to every member of our Grief Café. I am just not working locally as much as I have for the last 18+ years. That along my being so ill in December and most of January has not helped!

If I did nothing else, I brought us all together so am glad you’re meeting up with each other next week until our next group. I hope to see you on the walk at Stevenage Fairlands park on Sunday.

20/02/2026

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