10/02/2026
I’m speaking to a big room tonight.
And even after years of doing this work, my body blimmin knows it.
The nerves are mincing around.
And with them, the familiar thoughts:
What if this doesn’t land?
Who do you think you are to share this?
I don’t fight the noise anymore.
I know it doesn’t mean I’m not ready.
It just means my brain is trying to protect me.
Our brains don’t tell truth from story.
They look for evidence.
So whatever we repeat, they believe.
Tonight, I’m choosing not to feed the old narrative.
Not because it disappears, but because I know it isn’t useful.
I’m going to get up there, a few nerves in tow, with a way cooler story playing in my head alongside the one I’m slowly nudging out.
This work matters to me because I’ve lived what happens
when the story in your head turns against you and you don’t realise you can form a new one.
And I’ve lived what’s possible when you learn to change it.
If you’re feeling the edge of something this week;
before a conversation, a step, an experience, a moment that might matter… remember this.
It’s just a story.
Don’t worry too much about whether it’s true (your mind can lie about that), I’m more interested in whether it’s helping you go where you want to go?
I’m off to dance my way into lunch… yes actually dance in the kitchen. Move that energy, change my state, so that I can access more of the thoughts that serve me right now ✌️