Author Archives: JoJo

Last Day – Camp Sven

Everything begins with a Question The power of a question. That’s where it all started and I’m marvelling now at the power of a question. ‘What’s wrong with me?’, The question that started my journey with Sven Erlandson’s self-help book, ‘There’s a Hole in My Love Cup’. I knew intimately what was wrong with myContinue reading “Last Day – Camp Sven”

Day 6 – Camp Sven

Unhealthy habits, ones I’ve been embroiled in for decades, they’re going, going, gone. One of the great side-effects of ‘doing the work’ to get healthier in my heart, in my mind, in my soul – healthier in spirit and a place of “filling my own love cup”, is that I’m also getting physically healthier asContinue reading “Day 6 – Camp Sven”

Day 5 – Camp Sven

Why does Sven hate yoga? This is what I’ve been wondering. I’m about halfway through ‘There’s a Hole in my Love Cup’ book by Sven Erlandson and there have been some references to yoga grouped into the ‘not so good’ camp. Return to the Island I’ve recently returned from an Ibizan yoga holiday, one IContinue reading “Day 5 – Camp Sven”

Day 4 – Journeying with Sven

If being an extreme-giver or an extreme-taker is two sides of the same coin, i.e. both an unhealthy reaction to negative core beliefs – how did I end up in the former camp when I had a good upbringing? It’s not difficult to fathom my ex’s unhealthy behaviours, I’d been close enough to know ofContinue reading “Day 4 – Journeying with Sven”

Day 2 at Camp Sven

I’m up to chapter four in ‘There’s a Hole in My Love Cup’ by Sven Erlandson. To look back or not to look back? Sven’s an ‘it’s all from your childhood’ counsellor. I was a former eye-roller at that kind of therapy message and more of a ‘build a bridge and get over it’ kindaContinue reading “Day 2 at Camp Sven”

Learning to date, a 50 year old Valentine

Wiping away a tear of laughter, I waited to catch my breathe. Prunella was in full animated flight, telling us her best and worst dating tales at our girlfriends Sunday lunch in Greenwich. She’s petite, beautiful, always well-turned-out, eccentric and has a quick wit and lilting Irish accent. She’s also over 50 and now aContinue reading “Learning to date, a 50 year old Valentine”

Open your eyes and save yourself Princess

I was previously married to a terrible husband and that’s the plain truth of it. Not a terrible person, but a terrible husband. A man can be a good person and a bad husband, they are different things. You can of course get your garden variety bad man, bad husband, but my ex, like mostContinue reading “Open your eyes and save yourself Princess”

From hell to happiness – what a difference a year makes

Happy New Year! Welcome 2022. Coming into 2021, I was in the hellish position, or I should say, imposition, of getting rid of a drug and drink-soaked abusive bully of a con-artist ex-husband. He was responsible for the Concorde ticket to hell, his own hell he dragged me into. Extricating myself from him was difficult,Continue reading “From hell to happiness – what a difference a year makes”