Whenever I tell people that part of my work is delivering stress management workshops, their eyes light up. I’m like eye candy. They lean in. They ask questions. They share stories. I have to admit: I sometimes regard the stress relief part of my work as the “most basic”, the least challenging, and thus the least gratifying one (thanks, patriarchy). It’s not as “deep” as trauma work, or as imaginative as energy work. I partly play it down because I sometimes… forget. I forget how it was when...

Hey there Reader. A few weeks ago, I was guiding a group of people through an inner journey. I usually stand as I speak. I also move my hands quite a bit, especially if there’s energy work involved, which makes me feel a bit ashamed. I’m afraid people will think I’m weird, in a bad way. One person in that group had their eyes open. It happens. But this time, I became self-conscious. They saw me move my hands. I concluded the meditation, and moved on to questions. I was explaining something to...

Photo by Daniele Levis Pelusi on Unsplash Time is never enough. The clock is ticking. The doing intensifies. You wish for more time. To do all the things you want/have/need to. Who would you be in more time? How would it feel to always have enough of it? What’s your relationship with time now? What would you like it to be? For previous content click here elenachristopoulou.com Unsubscribe · Preferences