Degunked & Aligned

Degunked & Aligned

I’ve been thinking about where we are now, this shifting semblance of normal. I realised that as my kid becomes more okay with the weirdness I can segue away from being a 24/7 pillar of security and snacks and put my focus back on work a little more (don’t get me...

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Pups, parenting & patterns

Pups, parenting & patterns

Here at the house of Ekins' we decided to up the interesting ante and get a puppy. This has always been on the periphery, and now with all this ‘free time’ (ha!) it seemed like the ‘ideal’ moment. (You’ll notice there’s a lot of air quoting going on here...we are at...

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Nice to Do vs Need to Do

Nice to Do vs Need to Do

Working from home? Running a bajillion projects? Kids on the scene too? Other relatives to care for? Or even a particularly needy cat? Okay, so here's a rule of thumb that you may well need in your life: “Nice to do, Need to do”. In medicine it’s called Triage. When...

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Maths, Jelly Snakes and the Bear

Maths, Jelly Snakes and the Bear

Procrastination is the thief of jelly snakes, my friend. As the Bear is currently learning whilst agonising her way through some kind of weird learning system, jauntily named Kung Fu Maths.  The Bear is kicking and whinging her way through it. Epic stuff. Really...

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Odd School

Odd School

How are you my love? In this brave new world of isolating, cocooning, distancing and working from home, there’s a whole world of ‘new’ to get our heads around huh?!? I’ve been watching my 6 year old as she tries to wrap her head around it all - there’s certainly a...

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Carrie Ekins

Carrie Ekins

Head of the Herd - mentor

When I was a girl, I was not your run of the mill, A grade student. I admit it, I was always a little kookier than the others, and I tried hard to conform, to work hard and be the good girl. But there were always crystals and holistics and a certain feeling that things didn’t have to be so normal, dutiful and mundane buzzing around in the back of my head.

As for many of us therapists and healer types, deep in my heart I knew what my calling was, but it was fuzzy in form, so university beckoned and a respectable 2:1 in Bsc (hons) Psychology was the prize. However, this wasn’t the real study of people that I yearned for, Psychology was all words and rhetoric – only leading to a corporate career and a management fast track. So I ran away to learn about the world. My mother always knew I would…