I’m writing a book. Well, I’m in the middle of four actually (including my Uncle’s life story), however this one will be finished and published relatively soon. The others are more like creative outlets I visit when I feel so inclined. The book I’m writing presently is on conscious leadership.

Ever wondered how an ex-financial adviser manages their money? Or how much time goes into it? Well… I spend less than an hour a month on my personal finances. That’s it.

A friend once laughed at me picking up a grimy copper coin, scoffing “Why would you waste your time?”. Because all the pennies add up to the millions. Because I’m not above any of it. Because it’s all energy and I welcome this little gift and little sign from the Universe, each and every time it’s given to me.

Some mornings I wake and the very act of being human feels overwhelming. There’s like one hundred different versions of me, and understanding and managing them all isn’t easy.

Yesterday I visited the Underworld. As usual, I resisted. I felt it calling on Wednesday evening before bed, then beckoning me in my dreams and when I woke up I was standing at the gates, holding on for dear life convincing myself I didn’t have to go in.

This morning I woke with a beautiful dream for humanity and planet earth, and the experience we’re having. I’ve decided to live it out, and this is my pledge…