Stephen Mitchell | Life Lessons, Creativity & Personal Growth
On Remembering and Creating Memories, Figuring Life Out Again as a Single Bloke, and Being a Weekend Dad
Since around 1996, I've accumulated a rather varied collection of hobbies and interests. Some have grown into small businesses, some have stayed hobbies, and others have quietly fallen by the wayside. Most of them come from the same source: I'm a creative type, and my brain is nearly always in high gear. I'm forever thinking... Continue Reading →
One of the stranger lessons I've learnt since separating my wife is simply this: Just because a marriage ends doesn't mean my responsibilities end with it. I don't mean financial obligations or legal arrangements. Those have their place. I'm talking about something less tangible. The wellbeing of our children and their mother still matters to... Continue Reading →
When I was about ten years old, I quietly made a promise to myself that I never wanted to say goodbye to anyone ever again. At the time, it seemed like a sensible promise. Goodbyes hurt. They leave an empty space where someone used to be. So as a child I simply assumed that if... Continue Reading →
This thought hit me out of nowhere today: I don't need a partner anymore. Not in a bitter way. Not because I've given up on relationships. I simply realised I'm actually and genuinely okay. Life isn't perfect, yet I am going to be okay. A year ago, I wasn't sure I'd ever say that. After... Continue Reading →
Recently I stumbled across a word that stopped me mid-scroll – otrovert. It’s not in any proper psychology textbook as yet, and you won’t find it neatly defined in the Oxford. It seems to be one of those modern, internet-born labels. Yet the more I read, the more I thought, “Hang on… this might be... Continue Reading →
Over the last few months I have compiled an interesting and life-changing list of the many things in my life I SHOULD be, COULD be and WILL be thankful for: Things I should be thankful for: These are the solid, already-in-my-hands realities. The stuff that’s quietly doing the heavy lifting. I am alive, functional, and... Continue Reading →
I’ve never followed a god. Never felt the need to kneel or pray to something unseen. But I’ve always admired the quiet simplicity found in Buddhist teachings - not the ritual or the robes, just the way they live. There’s something deeply human about it. For me, spirituality isn’t about worship or belief. It’s about... Continue Reading →
Living with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most - yet I am still capable of doing so much. Yet loud and excessive noise, confusing confrontation, and unwarranted aggression, these all drain me, so I get lethargy and brain-drain when life gets too much. Yet I actively... Continue Reading →
This evening, on my walk home from my old house (~ the one where my separated-wife and our children still live) my thoughts drifted to the spaces that divide all of us. Walls and barricades, both physical and emotional, shape our conversations, our silences, even our memories. Somewhere between the streetlights and the cool night... Continue Reading →
The spark is finally back: My vlogging journey has been reinvigorated, lit by transformation and creative fire. Why/How? My personal life has recently shifted in unexpected ways, and the the world around us has had some massive upheavals. Consequently I refocused my blogging mid 2025 to write about those subjects. Yet I’ve wanted to return... Continue Reading →
It’s a strange comfort, isn’t it? Living in a time where you can speak your thoughts out loud - messy, meandering, unfiltered - and have them typed out for you in seconds. No more scribbling on napkins or searching for pens that don’t work. You just speak, and there it is. Your truth, staring back... Continue Reading →
It sometimes seems so easy to say "I got this." I read the post below - and realised I still have more to do to fix and find myself. https://iceprincess7770.wordpress.com/2024/11/23/self-compassion/
