I haven’t written much recently. I’ve been quite quiet. I’ve been too busy enjoying myself in my new home (more on that to come) and swanning about in the magnificence of a re-opening London. I had dreamed of being back in this city at the point at which restrictions started to ease with the shops, bars and theatres nudging open their doors, dusting down the tables and chairs and blinking excitedly into the early summer daylight and entertaining into the long summer nights. And now here I am! It feels fantastic. So yes, I have been preoccupied with happy living.


Tomorrow is International Women’s Day. It’s a day that I always mark because I feel such a deep sense of injustice about enduring gender inequality and a passionate desire to change it. It upsets me and it makes me angry. Last year I wrote about this anger — my anger — and also about the unacceptability of anger, particularly when expressed by women.

This year the theme of International Women’s Day’s is #choosetochallenge. You don’t have to be angry in order to challenge, but if you are a woman and you do challenge, you are often accused of being angry…


This post may be most relevant to England-based readers, given the PM’s announcements today about the Government’s route out of Lockdown. But surely it won’t be long in other parts of the world soon…

So are you beginning to get on the ‘We’re out of here soon’ bandwagon? With each headline about numbers vaccinated and debates about summer holidays and vaccine passports, are you perhaps feeling one step closer to freedom? With schools re-opening on 8th March, a travel review reporting in mid-April and pubs and restaurants opening outdoors later that month, theatres perhaps in the early summer, are you…


I mean, it was Valentine’s Day today. So commercially at least, love is in the air! Seriously though, I do want to talk about love and the world of business. If those two concepts had been put together in my mind ten years ago when I was still a management consultant, I might have been one of the first to laugh my socks off. But these days, considerably less so. I know that we coaches are a special breed of folk who don’t live on the same planet as the rest of the world and can talk endlessly about feelings…


Let’s face it — January is not really known for its rip-roaring jollity. I don’t think I have ever heard anyone proclaim January (or February for that matter) to be their favourite month of the year. …


It is dark at 4pm, the trees are leafless and the skies often grey and heavy with a cold damp. Most of the country is in Tier 4 and the numbers are still rising. The world is in disarray, thrown off course by Covid and scrambling around trying to get back on track. We are nine months in and despite the prospect of a vaccine, the promised light at the end of the tunnel still seems too far away for comfort.

Winter is a time for resting and reflecting, for hibernating even — and let’s face it, there is little…


I have found myself thinking about surfing in the last week. Don’t get me wrong: I have not been longing to surf. I did try once many years ago at surf school in Galicia with a group of friends. The holiday was fun but I took way more pleasure in eating grilled fish and drinking white wine, than I did in attempting to surf. I was more skilled at it too. I decided to put my surfing ineptitude down to being tall and having an insufficiently low centre of gravity. That was my story and I stuck to it.

So…


Following the Prime Minister’s announcement yesterday, I have a sense of people across England taking a big intake of breath, readying themselves for another period underwater. Germany, France, Belgium, Greece and Wales are already down there and on Thursday England will be joining them. I live in Scotland but it will surely only be a matter of time before we jump in too. The sea is getting full but let’s face it, the ocean is vast and there will be room for us all.

What with waves and tears (I mean “tiers”…) water seems like a good analogy for these…


For as long as I can remember, I have been encouraged to “make things happen”. I have been taught that good things happen if I take the initiative and make a certain effort. Words like ‘capable’ and ‘competent’ have often been used of me and have been meant as compliments. I have internalised this programming over time and believed it necessary to be that pro-active ‘go getter’ that does not sit around, in good times or bad, but who leaps into action and somehow takes control of the situation.

But increasingly I am of the view that this is not…


Just when we were starting to venture out, after the first wave had receded, so we are warned of the prospect of repeat confinement as the second wave approaches. The daily news of increasing numbers of new infections is alarming. Here we go again…

It has made me think back to the spring when it all first kicked off. I re-read a note I had hastily written on my phone back in early March:

“Can you imagine if we were not allowed to travel? Or meet folk socially or professionally? Or if ‘deep cleans’ of buildings became a regular occurrence…

Kate Jones

Director of Neon, a boutique coaching practice which specialises in helping people to live, work and lead well.

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