So lovely people, it’s been busy times at Upstairs – sessions with beautifully inspiring clients and workshops with fantastically energetic groups.

But in the middle of all that I’ve still found time to work on an even more exciting project…I have been quietly growing another Little One [who we can't wait to meet later in the year]!

In the meantime, it’s Business as Usual over at Upstairs.

[top notch].

It has been a little crazy in my neck of the woods lately. I have been moving house [in what could be the World's Longest and Most Inefficient Move Ever], the roof of my office fell in [twice], my little family all fell sick and I re-visited a back injury that had sort of never really gone away.

It sort of doesn’t sound like much when I write it but it has felt a little overwhelming.

Some people thrive on having heaps of stuff happening. Me? I’m a bit steadier. I do my best work when I can direct my full attention to just a couple of things.

Whatever your style, it’s critical to find [and maintain] that happy place, where you are who you are and can operate at your very best.

You know those people who always seem to be going away for a long weekend or having a mini-break or taking a holiday somewhere lovely. [Geniuses I call them]. They are masters of the Art of Oscillation, of balancing energy expenditure with energy renewal.

As a coach, you might think I would be great at it myself. And you know, in my head I am. And to tell the truth, I am actually really quite good at the energy expenditure part. But when it comes to the renewal aspect, I sometimes forget.

It happened last week. I was going and going and going, all Energiser-Bunny-esque but then suddenly realised that I was feeling a little Not That Great.

So, my friends, I took a breath. I had a massage [lordy!so good], I went swimming and I started planning a quick trip to a sort.of.far.away.place to visit one of my most favourite people.

Genius did you say? [I agree.]

My Little Family is moving house in twoweeks. [ohlordy!] You would think that we might have started packing. Or maybe even that we might’ve started thinking about packing. ha! Not really.

I have been feeling a little sad about leaving. One of my favourite things about living here is the community that I have around me. I love knowing our postman and saying hi to the Older Folk who live on our street and having a chat with all the local mums and recognising all the neighbourhood puppies. It makes me ridiculously happy.

I have been loving those connections and I have been worrying about leaving them behind. I have been telling myself that the community I enjoy is particular to the place I currently live and that where I am going, I won’t have that.

But then yesterday it occurred to me that communities don’t come about by accident. They are created by the people in them. I realised that I have been forging those links, and the happiness that comes with them, all along.

When I move I won’t have what I have now but I will create something similar. And that, my friends, makes me feel a whole lot happier and much more hopeful.