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Love Is The Drug

Attraction is more than just a spark…it’s science and it’s rooted in biology, psychology, and chemistry. When we feel drawn to someone, there are several systems in our brain and body which are at work, creating what we perceive as love or desire.

Have you any real idea what’s really happening when your head spins and your heart feels like it’s going to burst out from it’s cage?

Biology and Survival

Attraction starts deep in our evolutionary history. Our ancestors needed to find healthy, strong mates to pass on their genes. Today, this instinct still shapes many of our preferences and so physical traits like facial symmetry, for example, are often linked to perceived health and fertility. This is why we might be drawn to people who look fit or display signs of good health—our biology is wired to seek out those who could help us reproduce successfully.

But attraction isn’t just physical. Traits like kindness, intelligence, and social status are also attractive because they suggest a potential partner will provide stability and support, important for survival in early human societies.

Chemistry

The phrase “chemistry” in romance is quite literal. When you meet someone you’re attracted to, your brain releases a cocktail of chemicals that affect how you feel. Dopamine, often called the “feel-good” neurotransmitter, floods your brain when you’re around someone you like, causing feelings of happiness and excitement. Meanwhile, adrenaline spikes your heart rate, making you feel more alert and energized. Serotonin, which controls mood and happiness, often drops, leading to obsessive thinking about the other person.

Oxytocin, known as the “love hormone,” is released during moments of physical intimacy like hugging or kissing. This hormone promotes bonding and emotional connection, deepening feelings of attachment.

It’s no wonder there are so many love songs linked to the idea that we’re intoxicated with love:

Addicted To Love – Robert Palmer

By The End Of The Night – Ellie Goulding

Can’t Feel My Face – The Weeknd

Dope – John Legend

Favorite Kind Of High – Kelly Clarkson

I Get Lifted – George McCrae

I Want A New Drug – Huey Lewis & the News

I’m Addicted – Madonna

Just Like A Pill – Pink

Love Is The Drug – Roxy Music

Never Be the Same – Camila Cabello

No Drug Like Me – Carly Rae Jepsen

Off My Face – Justin Bieber

Pusher Love Girl – Justin Timberlake

Seen You – Example

Sense – The Lightning Seeds

She’s So High – Blur

This Addiction – Alkaline Trio

Up – Erica Falls

Your Love Is My Drug – Kesha

Psychology

Our personal preferences are shaped by a mix of experience, culture, and social conditioning. For example, if you grew up in a culture that idealises certain body types or personalities, you might be more likely to find those traits attractive. Additionally, psychologists suggest that our relationship with our parents can subconsciously influence who we’re attracted to. People often seek out partners who remind them of their caregivers, either to recreate or avoid the dynamics they experienced growing up.

Humans are naturally drawn to people who are similar to them, both in appearance and personality. This is known as the “similarity-attraction effect.” We’re more likely to bond with someone who shares our values, interests, and background because it creates a sense of understanding and predictability. Familiarity also plays a role—studies show that we tend to feel more attracted to people we’ve encountered frequently, even if only in passing. This is why proximity often leads to deeper relationships.

A Complex Cocktail of Attraction

Attraction isn’t just one thing—it’s a blend of biology, chemistry, and psychology. While the initial spark might be fueled by evolutionary instincts and chemical reactions, the deeper connection often comes from shared values and emotional bonds. Understanding the science behind attraction doesn’t take away its magic; in fact, it highlights just how complex and fascinating love truly is.

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The Importance of Benevolent Relationships in Suicide Prevention

This month is suicide prevention month and yesterday was World Suicide Prevention Day…

I will be honest…

I thought about not being here myself when I experienced an existential crisis so profound after the death of my mother. It wasn’t the loss of her, although of course that had an impact, but the realisation, as she passed, that life is quite a long round of loss, and suffering; of isolation and seismic change. And that without love – either for myself or from those around me, we are rendered pretty helpless and often utterly bereft!

Through roles in education, I have heard and seen evidence of major trauma in early lives…emotional abuse, violence, abandonment, neglect. I have experienced some myself. But it’s not just the extreme and visible abuse that can leave wounds which remain sore and open to the deepest infection. It’s what to others is invisible or which appears as a harmless scratch or which they dismiss as superficial.


It’s when others don’t really listen to understand but listen to defend or worse, attack. When there is no-one to support; no-one to listen; no-one to affirm; no-one to validate. Or, the ones who are around, using their position to exploit, control, undermine, or gaslight…then what?

It is converse that the strongest protective factors are our relationships….but they are also the source of the greatest harm. If we do not have truly benevolent, caring people in our immediate network, then what?

If we reach out, and there is no-one to respond with kindness, then what?

In all relationships, maintain integrity, connection and kindness.

If you or someone you know is in crisis, call 116 123.

The Samaritans won’t judge or tell you what to do

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Thinking About Thinking: What’s The Problem?

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Thinking About Thinking: Good Health

In my daily ‘goings about’ yesterday, I passed one of our local bridal shops…it has a double window, beautifully lit, displaying an array of sparkling, elegant dresses in all colours. I was quick to note that the mannequins were in every conceivable size. I wanted to go in and thank them…I recalled some of the dread when I got married back in the eighties, when windows were dressed with size 6 gowns, and a limited number of ‘outsize’ dresses (I was a size 14!) were hidden in a back stockroom. I was shamed into buying the one which ‘fitted’ best – not my dream dress but one that ‘would do’. I look back at photos now and can see that I did have beauty; but the things I see first are how vulnerable I was, how unsure of myself, how my thoughts about who I was, the way I looked, and how I was perceived were not at all healthy.

I’m going to share an excerpt from my book – The Will To Surthrive – Self-Help Guide – before I discuss how the most important thing to get in shape before your big day – before any day in fact – is your thinking and your mindset.

“Back in the eighties, a time when it might be considered that, physically, I was in my prime, there was – what was then – a very novel attention placed on keep-fit and personal health. Google Mr Motivator, Mad Lizzie or the Green Goddess and you will see for yourself how this trend took hold. My then sister-in-law and I, caught up in the frenzy of morning TV and the allure of wanting to look at our very best, would schedule a date for a most civilised coffee, after participating in a home/lounge-based healthy session of callanetics. (The idea was that we would inspire and motivate each other.) For those of you unenlightened as to the joys of this programme, I guess this was a precursor to Pilates, built on the idea that small but continually repetitive movements, contractions, and squeezes, in large quantities, would help to develop muscle and core control. One such exercise involved the use of a wooden chair, one leg firmly placed on the floor, the other stretched high, with a delicately turned ankle, rested on its back. Once in position, one then gently pulsated, forwards and backwards for a count of one hundred tiny stretches, gently but persistently pounding the gluteus maximus and gastrocnemius muscles. I can still vividly picture the image of my sister-in-law in brightly coloured lycra, leg warmers, full makeup, headband, her leg dexterously placed on the uppermost strut of the chair’s backrest, her admirable poise and balance, balletic stature, a cigarette in one hand, and a glass of wine in the other!”

We might have had the best intentions with the exercise but for sure, what wasn’t in the healthiest of places was our thinking. Now I know that it is the most important factor which impacts good health.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to look your best at ceremonies; you’ll be captured in print from every angle and it’s healthy to watch what fuel you put into your system, to keep hydrated with plenty of water and to keep it active and strong with an appropriate exercise programme. But… if you don’t regularly and directly confront yourself when thoughts veer off-track, then no amount of exercise or healthy foods, vitamin supplements or proteins, beauty treatments or salon visits will help you to be fully healthy.

It is only size that’s measured on scales – not the quality of your thoughts, nor the joy and peacefulness of your mind.

So, if you want to be really healthy on your day, mind your thoughts!

Look out for the next blogs in the series, which will help you to discover strategies for how to do that…

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Thinking About Thinking

I frequently find, when my mind is racing (or when I’ve been ignoring my own advice and am on a doom scrolling binge!) that a little gem appears out of nowhere to stop me in my tracks. It’s ironic really, because thinking about the little gem can stop me from overthinking.

This is an example of one I found recently – it’s a poem, or rather a little ditty by Collette O’Mahony and it is so simple yet profound:

“Your heart is a palace but you live in your head; you own a vast mansion, yet you sleep in the shed.”

I have often lived in my head, over processing little details, building a huge story around a small word or gesture, and falling subconsciously into my brain’s default mode: introspecting, ruminating, worrying. But I have learned, mostly through my role now as a Celebrant, that overthinking impedes happiness. It halts progress, creates fear, and causes doubt. It prompts regret, can lead to confusion and acts as a spotlight on problems as well as a dimmer for any chink of light you may need to solve them.

Overthinking isn’t a mental illness; indeed sometimes there are benefits to it: empathising with other perspectives, considering multiple solutions…but I have seen how too much of it can lead to conditions associated with mental ill-health – conditions such as depression or anxiety.

And overthinking, at a time when you are planning a major life event can be more of a hindrance than an advantage. So, over the coming days, I am going to share with you some of the ways that I have developed to switch out from that default mode.

Keep an eye out for the series!

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The Valentine Celebrant

Upon this day, when love is widely sung,

No partner by my side, no hand to hold,

Yet fear ye not a single, bitter tongue.

In solitude, my love it still unfolds.

As, in this single state, I find my carriage,

Music in my heart, a solo dance,

A Celebrant who writes of love in marriage

The sacred vows, of your bespoke romance.

While couples share their whispers sweet and low,

I witness love and joy beyond compare

I revel in the role I love and know.

And celebrate the union they now share.

So, on this day of love, I proudly stand,

And offer you my love, my heart in hand.

Choosing a celebrant to lead your wedding is almost as important as choosing your life partner! You will remember this day forever, so make sure that you are standing at the front with the people you love!

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Life – in the blink of an eye…

Not Lost For Words.

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The Valuable Time of Maturity

An insightful poem by Mario de Andrade

” I counted my years and discovered that I have
less time to live going forward than I have lived until now.

I have more past than future.
I feel like the boy who received a bowl of candies.
The first ones, he ate ungracious,
but when he realized there were only a few left,
he began to taste them deeply.

I do not have time to deal with mediocrity.
I do not want to be in meetings where parade inflamed egos.

I am bothered by the envious, who seek to discredit
the most able, to usurp their places,
coveting their seats, talent, achievements and luck.

I do not have time for endless conversations,
useless to discuss about the lives of others
who are not part of mine.

I do not have time to manage sensitivities of people
who despite their chronological age, are immature.

I cannot stand the result that generates
from those struggling for power.

People do not discuss content, only the labels.
My time has become scarce to discuss labels,
I want the essence, my soul is in a hurry…
Not many candies in the bowl…

I want to live close to human people,
very human, who laugh of their own stumbles,
and away from those turned smug and overconfident
with their triumphs,
away from those filled with self-importance,
Who does not run away from their responsibilities ..
Who defends human dignity.
And who only want to walk on the side of truth
and honesty.
The essential is what makes
life worthwhile.

I want to surround myself with people,
who knows how to touch the hearts of people ….
People to whom the hard knocks of life,
taught them to grow with softness in their soul.

Yes …. I am in a hurry … to live with intensity,
that only maturity can bring.
I intend not to waste any part of the goodies
I have left …
I’m sure they will be more exquisite,
that most of which so far I’ve eaten.

My goal is to arrive to the end satisfied and in peace
with my loved ones and my conscience.
I hope that your goal is the same,
because either way you will get there too .. “

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Be A Samaritan

Call to donate in honour of Danielle

As a funeral celebrant, there’s a whole absence of self. It is never about me.

The preparations, as well as the service, are always about sensitive listening, respectful giving, compassionate holding of a space for those left behind in grief. Truth be told, I have less to do with death and dying and much more to do with the living, grieving, breathing bereaved; bringing respect, kindness, empathy and hopefully, some dignity to a situation that I can never change or reverse. It is always about them.

I am forever moved by the stories I hear and feel somehow connected, not only to the family and mourners but often, to the deceased. There are many tiny synchronicities that make me feel close and that help me to understand better the different ways that people deal with their loss; the myriad beliefs that people turn to, to cope with debilitating grief; the sounds or the silences of suffering.

When I walk away from a service, I never forget…

But some return to me more often than others…in thoughts, in dreams, often in daily life. And today, I am going to share with you the story of a girl who I never met but who I know so well – a girl who’s story is so close to mine. Six months ago, she took the decision to end her own life.

The circumstances of Danielle’s death are…I cannot find the right word…Unbelievable? Lamentable… Tragic! Her family shared with me her brilliance, her beauty, her eloquence, her despair and the battle she went through to access the help that was vital.

The help that was ultimately not forthcoming.

In the litany of emails and messages that they shared, it’s clear that ultimately, Danielle could not reach the expert medical attention that would have saved her life. Perhaps the words which describe that are cruel, utterly avoidable, unforgivable! And yet forgiving is absolutely what Danielle’s family have to do in order to wade through their grief and to find some stable ground once more, as Danielle hoped they would. Having seen her desperate, yet so eloquent cries for help, having read the letter that Danielle wrote, having wept at the line which said, ‘we tell people to reach out when they need help, but when they do, they are gaslighted into thinking they don’t need it,’ it would be quite understandable if Danielle’s family exerted every ounce of energy in calling out those who rejected their accountability, those who’s negligence is unquestionably responsible for their grief, those who’s job it was to help. Instead, they are taking positive and life-giving action.

Danielle’s letter explained that The Samaritans were the only organisation that she found consistently amazing and non-judgmental. And so, this coming Saturday, 18th March, her whole family will be engaged in fund-raising in Danielle’s name. I will be there too, in my small capacity, to let them know that we can keep fighting, we can honour Danielle’s resounding plea for humane, kind, compassionate resources to be always readily available for those who need their lives saving.

Funerals are never about me.

But in terms of Danielle and The Cornish family, there, but for the grace of god, went I. Or perhaps, more relevant to say, there but for the grace of The Samaritans…

If you are able, please donate generously in Danielle’s name.

https://www.justgiving.com/page/steve-cornish-1674591469811?utm_source=whatsapp