A Wondrous Day

Stokes Bay 7 March 2014Sitting in my conservatory at the end of a beautiful afternoon with the last rays of sunshine on my face, I feel so blessed to have had such a wondrous day.

I haven’t spent a penny but I have had some of the most beautiful gifts that I could ever ask for.

I have had the glorious sunshine on a March day, I have had wonderful company, I have had a walk along the beautiful Hamble river, which over the last few weeks has had such devastation and power inflicted upon it but now flows so majestically again.  The carnage that the storms have brought in evident on the banks of the river, most of it man made too (not so wondrous I have to say!).

I have walked through the woods and heard the various bird song, seen 2 Buzzards flying over head their distinctive cry to be heard for some distance.  Seen numerous Robins and Blue Tits flitting around and singing to their hearts content.  Seen Pussy Willows and Catkins, Daffodils and Snow Drops, the Bluebells starting to sprout getting ready to cover the woods with the glorious carpet of purply blue.  I have even seen my first butterfly of the year and a yellow one at that.

I have spent quality time with my husband whilst we walked our trusty four legged companions.  And laughed at the dogs frolicking in the streams and chasing around the woods trying to find the Deer that they could so obviously smell.

We have met other people, strangers to us, and we have passed the time of day with them.  Laughing and joking and chatting away.

People smiling, laughing, walking through the mud and puddles with their wellies on, enjoying the sunshine.

And then this afternoon I have spent time in my garden digging over the veggie patch, getting it ready to grow the vegetables and salads that will sustain us during the summer days to come.

To some this may sound dull and boring – to me it is what fuels my heart and soul.

Life sometimes gets too complicated.  We let our worries and concerns take over everything and we stop seeing the beauty that is around us because we get too caught up in the day to day living.

We don’t have to have money either to enjoy what is around us, we just need to open our eyes, ears, nose, our hearts and our minds and let the beauty around us flow in.

Starting to appreciate what we have around us rather than always striving to get somewhere else is one of the greatest lessons that we can learn.

We run around like headless chickens most of the time, trying to fit everything into one day.  Trying to be Superman or Wonder Woman and not stopping to breathe.  Falling into bed at the end of the day absolutely shattered and worn out.    Always dashing here, dashing there with never any time to take note of beauty around us.

Jumping off the roller coaster and taking stock is one of the things that we should do on a regular basis.

Why don’t you try doing it for a while and see just how much better you feel inside?

P.S I forgot to take a photo of my time in the woods, so I hope the one of The Solent that I took on the 7 March will suffice x

Feeling On Top Of The World



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Happy New Year to you. I hope that you have had a lovely time over the festive period.

I have just spent a few days in one of my favourite places Swanage in Dorset. I absolutely love it down there it makes me feel so alive, happy and at ease with my life.

One morning, I walked to the top of the nearby hill and as I walked along the ridge I felt like I was on top of the world, not just because of the fantastic view up there, but also because of how I feel inside.

Whilst I walked along with my dogs, I spent time reflecting on 2013, which I can quite honestly say has been the best year of my life so far. It has been absolutely amazing.

I have learnt so much and I have completely changed my outlook on life because of the lessons and the experiences that I have had.

And I say “so far” because I know that this is only the beginning and that the rest of my life is going to be even better.

My Life

There will be no more putting up with things because I think that I have to, there will be no more struggling to make ends meet and worrying about the lack of money.

I will be putting myself first and will be going out to enjoy my life in all of it’s glory. That may sound a very selfish thing to say, but it isn’t.  I know that if I am happy then those people closest to me will be happy too.   If I am happy then I will attract happiness and good things into my life.  This is another lesson that I have learnt recently.Swanage beach 31.01.13

I now know that my future is in my own hands, that I can write my life as I want to live it and that I have the means and the power to do that.  I know that I am able to manifest the life that I want.

Powerful stuff eh!

My Gifts

People often talk about legacies and what you will leave behind when you die. I have really struggled with this in the past. I couldn’t think of anything that I excelled at.

I am a good PA and run a successful business.  I am a great mum and have 3 brilliant children who bring me so much joy, but I knew there must be something else for me to do.

I wanted to make a difference and help people, but I didn’t really know what I could do that would not only make a difference,  but most importantly would be something that I would enjoy doing.

Well last year, after 52 years, I found out why I am here and finally realised the gifts that I have.

I realised that I am psychic, that I have been here many times before (I have even proved back one of my past lives – and that story along with others will be in my book when I write it). I have learnt that I have many guides who are there to support me and I learnt that I am able to channel other people’s guides too!

How brilliant is that!

I have also learnt how to manifest what I want in my life, which is incredibly powerful, but relatively easy to do when you know how.

And I get so much joy from using my powers. Not only for myself, but for my family, friends and clients to help them to gain clarity,  get answers to their questions from their guides and to live the life that they want and desire.

I feel very, very blessed.

And so 2014 is going to be even more amazing and I am really looking forward to working with some incredible people – helping them to make positive changes to their lives.

If you would like to find out more about how you can work with me then please Click here  or email me at isobel@thelisteningaunt.com for details.

Wishing you all a fabulous 2014!

I felt so worthless



I can hardly begin to explain or describe just how low and worthless I felt when I was going through a bout of depression back in the early 1990s.  The feeling of despair was overwhelming.

Every day was the same – it was bleak, dreary, dark and life to me seemed hardly worth living.

I ran through the motions of looking after my 3 young children.  I would feed them, wash and change them and took the eldest to nursery school.  But I didn’t feel any joy at all in doing it.   I just went through the motions in a robotic way.

Don’t get me wrong I loved them all very much, but I wasn’t enjoying my life at that time.

I stopped meeting with my friends and stayed at home most of the time.  Even when I picked up my daughter from school I tended to hang back from the rest of the mums, I just felt as though I didn’t have anything useful or interesting to say to them.  Now this was not me, I was always the life and soul of the party, but suddenly I wanted to shy away from everyone and everything.

And then when I did speak I used to forget half of what I wanted to say, usually in the middle of a sentence, which was very embarrassing.

It was a very sad and dark time.

I liken it to being at the bottom of a cold dark well and looking up and seeing a pin point of light at the top. I can honestly say that it was the lowest point of my life.

All I wanted to do was run away, stand on top of a cliff and scream, shout and cry at the top of my voice. If only I had the energy to do it then I probably would have done!!  shutterstock_64538236

I didn’t realise at first what was wrong with me, I didn’t know that it was post natal depression.  I thought that you got that just after the baby was born, the twins by this time were coming up for 12 months old, so I never even considered it to be that.

I just knew that things weren’t right and that I needed some help. But I felt too ashamed to be feeling this way. After all aren’t you supposed to feel over the moon when you have a baby (or 2 in my case)?

Funnily enough, I did go to the GPs on a regular basis, in fact weekly I would say, as it always seemed that one of the children had something wrong with them.  The doctor would quite often ask how I was, but it seemed that when I was there I was actually feeling ok or having a good day and so I would always say that I was fine, only to feel ill and low again a few hours later.

Then one day I was with a friend at her house

We got chatting and  we got onto to the subject about how I was feeling.   Unbeknown to me she had suffered from post natal depression a few years earlier, so although she didn’t know exactly how I was feeling (let’s face it no one ever does really do they) she had an idea of what I was going through.

She immediately ordered me to go home and write down my feelings straight away and describe how bad I felt and how low I was.  In fact she encouraged me to get down on paper my inner most feelings at that moment in time.

She then told me to pick up the phone and book myself a GP appointment.  She looked after the children whilst I did this, so that I wouldn’t get distracted and so that I could have some valuable time on my own.

I got an appointment for the next day, I have a feeling that I had a note on my records and that the Health Visitor and GP were aware of what I was going through, as I had no trouble at all getting an appointment with my doctor.   I doubt that with the booking systems the way they are these days that anyone can get in so quickly!!  But back then it was easier.

As expected I felt ok that day.  But this time when the doctor asked me how I was I literally threw the letter at him.    He read it and said

“Well Isobel, it seems like you are depressed – it is nothing to be ashamed of as it is an illness and don’t worry because we can help you to get better.”

At that point I burst into tears, in a way I was so relieved.  I wasn’t going mad, there was something wrong with me and they could make me better.

It took a while to recover and I did have a number of blips.  It was a hard journey with lots of ups and downs but with the help of my family and friends I did get through it.


There have been times since when I have had troubles and have felt like the whole world is on my shoulders, but I have never felt like that again.

And if I even have the slightest hint that I am going down that same path, then I immediately do something to stop it from happening.

I put on some music that inspires me, I have a dance around, I go out for a walk, or go swimming, I go out and do some gardening, or go for a bike ride, or phone a friend, or go to sleep……. anything that will lift my spirits and distract me from the way I am feeling!

I can never go back there again!

I will always be indebted to Debbie, my friend, she listened to me, she heard me out and knew just what to do about it.

She knew just what to do at that specific time in my life.

She was a friend indeed and I will never forget it for as long as I live.

Listening to someone, letting them get things off their chest and into the open is often the first step to their recovery. 

A Shoulder To Cry On







A few months ago I met a lady on the beach who I had never met before.  She was sitting on  a wall and looked very sad.

I said “Hello” to her and we got chatting.

She told me that she was waiting for one of the luxury cruise ships to go past, her mum and brother were sailing out of Southampton and were due to go past Stokes Bay very shortly;  she was waiting to wave them off on their holiday.

She told me how much her mum was looking forward to the holiday as she had recently been widowed after nursing her husband (this lady’s father)  who  had died of cancer.

The lady then started to cry and her grief was so obvious to see.   She was clearly missing her father and was still grieving for him, which is natural of course.   I reassured her that it there was nothing to be embarrassed about and how we have to let grief out and not hold back, otherwise we can make ourselves ill.

It was then that she told me that she had, that day, been diagnosed with bowel cancer and how worried she was about it.  She had told her mum that afternoon just before she had left port and now she felt even more dreadful because she felt guilty about spoiling her mum’s much needed holiday.

The poor woman was so sad and distressed and my heart went out to her.

There were things that she couldn’t tell her mum at that point because she was aware how worried her mum was and she didn’t want to add to the burden, but she desperately needed someone to talk to.

She talked and I listened.

We hugged and she cried on my shoulder and although I couldn’t change the situation, I was able to give her the space and time to talk about her concerns and fears.

We sat for about 20 minutes  until we saw the ship come along The Solent and it was then that her mobile phone rang and it was her mum calling her from the ships deck.

I took my leave then because I knew that they had things that they needed to talk about.

I felt very sad but I know that those 20 minutes probably meant the world to that lady. She was so frightened  and worried as she didn’t know what the future held for her.

I will probably never see her again and I don’t even know her name, however I feel that I helped her just a little bit in her time of need.

I will never forget it and I hope that she makes a full recovery.

Is the roar in your head so deafening that you cannot hear yourself think?


Crantock July 2013

Early one morning last week I went to the beach.  It was deserted and very beautiful.  The tide was out and my dog and I were able to walk in and out of the coves, and clamber over the rocks and Henry enjoyed splashing in the rock pools and chasing the seagulls along the shoreline.

Although the tide was out the sea was making the most incredible roaring sound as it crashed onto the beach and over the rocks.

It was so loud that it was hard to hear anything else and indeed to concentrate on anything other than the noise it was making.

As I headed back up the beach to the mouth of the river, which flows into the seaGoose rock and flowers Cornwall July 2013, I noticed how much quieter it was there and how I could pick out the sounds of the various birds singing away and the bees and flies buzzing past.

I realised that here in the quiet I was able to hear everything whereas before further down the beach all I could hear was the roar of the sea, it was totally overwhelming and blocked out every other sound.

It reminded me about the times when my head was so full of problems and worries that I wasn’t able to concentrate on anything else.  And the more I worried about my problems the more intense the roar in my head became.

I found it difficult to hear beyond what was happening in my head and I longed to hear the gentle sounds of a carefree life.  In actual fact I had forgotten what a carefree life “sounded” like I had been that engulfed in my problems for so long.

Your problems can take over your life, they can take over every waking moment and even keep you from sleeping properly at night.  This in turn can have a detrimental effect on your health and your relationships.

And if you keep your problems in then they just get bigger and bigger and louder and louder!

One way that you can get the “roar” to quieten down is to share your problems with someone.

  • Someone who you can trust
  • Someone who won’t judge you
  • Someone who will allow you the time, space and security to talk about them
  • Someone who will LISTEN to you!

When you share your problems you will start to feel better and the noise in your head will begin to quieten down.

By being allowed the time and space to get your problems off your chest and into the open you  will then be able to start to see things so much clearer and you will begin to see a way forward and identify the options that are open to you.

As I said before, there were times when I used to let my problems engulf me.  And it wasn’t until the problems were solved that I actually realised how ill and under the weather I had been feeling before.  And how much of my time and energy my problems were taking up.  They were preventing me from living life to the full and from being happy.

Sometimes you don’t recognise how ill you feel until the problem has gone away you then feel as though you can breathe again or as they often say, you feel as though “a weight has been lifted off your shoulders”.

Nowadays I don’t let any problems grow that big.  I talk about them and share them with my confidante.  And by doing that I clear my head of the clutter and the noise, which in turn helps me to find solutions to the problems before they grow too big.

If you feel that you just want to talk and you need someone to listen to you, please contact me and we can arrange a time to have a chat.

Isobel in Stanley Park

I will provide you with:

  • A safe space to talk
  • I won’t judge you
  • I won’t be shocked
  • I won’t offer you advice (unless of course you ask for it)
  • Everything that you tell me will be treated with the utmost confidentiality

Please email me at Isobel@thelisteningaunt.com

Or call me on +44 (0) 7900 345 679.



Don’t keep your problems bottled up – talk about them

and help to get the “roar” out of your head