Eve Kermack - Coach

15/07/2025

I’ve been at my laptop, writing and preparing some things to share here -
but then it became clear:
I really don’t want to.

I’m tired.
I’m feeling the niggling of a sore throat.
My energy is low.
And I have absolutely no idea where I’m at in my cycle.
Perimenopause has got me feeling the hormonal pull of things shifting to a different rhythm.

So I’m putting a few things to the side for now.
I’m choosing to go quiet.
I’m choosing to rest.
And I’m giving myself permission to let the balls drop and just be where I’m at.

I leave for a short trip tomorrow, spending the rest of the school holidays with friends and our kids.
My hope is that, after a day tucked up at home to recoup and gather my energy, I’ll be ready to go.

I’m sharing this in case you need to give yourself permission too -
to just stop for a little while.

See you soon. x

14/07/2025

Monday Morning Glimmers ✨

I was sitting at my dining table having dinner when I heard the front door open and a sweet little voice call out, “Hello!”

I got up, curious and to my surprise, it was my girl.

It was her night with her dad, but on the way home from dinner, she’d asked if she could pop in to say hi.

I got to wrap her in a gorgeous cuddle, taking in her sweet face and her beautiful blue eyes. I kissed her face and then off she went.

A gentle smile came over me as I returned to my meal, heart warmed. I felt loved.
One of those fleeting, unexpected moments that stays with you.

Something I’ve noticed since beginning to share these glimmers each Monday is how the act of writing them allows me to relive the feelings and emotions all over again.

And that’s the point, isn’t it? To keep giving our systems these little doses of peace, joy, and love.

If you’ve had a glimmer this week - big or small - please share yours too. ✨

10/07/2025

09/07/2025

I spoke with someone I care about today, and at one point, he called himself a loser.
He said it casually as if it were a fact. 
It pained me to hear him say that because that’s not who he is. Not even close.

So let me say this clearly, fiercely and with love:
It is not your fault.
Please stop apologising for who you are.
You are not a burden.
You are not broken.
You are human.

When we start judging ourselves for where we’re at - what we’ve done, what we’ve got, how our life looks compared to others - that’s when we need compassion. Not more criticism.

Dr. Kristin Neff, who researches and teaches self-compassion, says it helps reduce shame, build resilience, and rewire the brain for healing.

Tara Brach calls this kind of loving attention “Radical Acceptance.” When we bring presence to our pain instead of judgment, we start to loosen the grip of that deep, painful belief that we’re not enough. She describes it as freeing ourselves from the trance of unworthiness.

This stuff matters.

Because when we don’t stop and question that harsh voice in our heads, we keep feeding it.  Every time we say “I’m lazy,” or “I’m a failure,” even silently, that belief digs in a little deeper.

Over time, it shapes how we see ourselves.

What we think we deserve.
What we think we can do.
What kind of life we believe we’re allowed to have.

It is not your fault.
But now - as the adult in your own life - it is your responsibility.
And it starts with turning toward yourself with compassion.

That doesn’t mean letting yourself off the hook. It means finally giving yourself the understanding and kindness you needed all along.

So when that old voice shows up - the one that calls you a loser - pause.

Catch it.
You don’t have to believe anything grand just yet.
Just start with that - staying with yourself.

Then maybe say:

“This isn’t the truth - it’s just an old survival story. And I don’t need to believe it anymore.”

And let it grow and shift from this place.
That’s the beginning.

Let that be enough, for now.

07/07/2025

It hasn’t been easy to recall a ‘glimmer’ this week. I really had to search.

But there was a moment that I remember savouring as I needed my system to settle.

I took myself down to my local beach. It was a warm winter day. I lay on the grass, arms splayed out, fingers brushing the blades of grass. My head was tilted towards the sun. I allowed my body to take in the sensations along with the gentle hush of the ocean.

For 10 minutes I just lay there breathing and taking it all in. For a moment I felt content and at peace.

If it’s been hard to find your own glimmer this week, maybe mine will help.

And if you feel to share yours below, I’d love to bask in your glimmers too. ✨

05/07/2025

This speaks to something many of us experience, especially in midlife - the gradual process of unlearning.

For years, we may have shaped ourselves to fit what was expected. Being the “good girl,” the peacemaker, the achiever, or the one holding everything together. 

But healing often involves shedding those roles.
Each time you listen to your needs.
Each time you stop performing to keep the peace.
Each time you let yourself be seen in your truth.

This is how we return.

What’s one way you’ve started returning to yourself lately?

03/07/2025

For the past month, I’ve been getting to know a lovely man. It’s the first step into dating since my partner died just over a year and a half ago.

I’d already decided that going forward, I would take time to truly get to know someone, and for them to get to know me. I would stay connected to my boundaries and respect what I know I need to feel safe and grounded.

I’d slow things down enough to notice when I’m slipping into autopilot - when parts of me rush to form an attachment, to gain closeness. I wanted to catch the moments when I overreach, overgive, or abandon myself in the hope of being seen as valuable.

Things were going slow, and I liked that. He didn’t want to rush either.
He was protective of his kids, which I really respected. I’ve seen what can happen when people neglect their children in the pursuit of connection
And he was clear that he wanted to spend time with me.

I had to recalibrate my nervous system for slowness. And watch for the stories that come up when a connection doesn’t feel intense. For the most part, I stayed grounded, aside from the natural excitement and nervousness that comes with opening up to someone you’re starting to like.

But yesterday, he pulled back.

I was aware of what was going on in his life - big stuff that needed a lot of his energy. I understood and accepted his reasons. I even admired him for the decision. In the past, I’ve burnt myself out trying to be everything to everyone. And looking back, I wish I’d made similar choices.

What I now faced was the pain of old wounds. That ache of not being chosen. The old “I’m not good enough” story.

Thankfully, my daughter was with her dad. So I gave myself full permission to stay home and be with the pain and sadness.

I needed to tend to the part of me that still believes I’m fundamentally flawed - and that this is why someone wouldn’t choose me. I cried. I let the pain be there. I held myself tenderly. I was kind and compassionate to the parts of me that hurt. I didn’t rush. I just allowed.

I reflected on how I’d shown up in this connection - partly because I wanted to find where I’d gone wrong. Where the shift happened. I know this over-analysis can create more suffering, so in the absence of my coach, I used the tools available to me - like ChatGPT - to help me process and stay out of rumination. There’s a little embarrassment in saying that, but it helped. My next coaching session is three weeks away, and a lot of spiralling can happen in that time.

What I know is that I showed up as me - authentic, vulnerable, confident, awkward, playful, warm.

The most profound moment came the next morning, waking up in my cosy home and realising: I still have me.

Not just as a thought, but as something I felt in my body. I’m really loving this relationship I’m having with myself. Giving myself care and love. I hadn’t realised I’d landed here.

My life is already fulfilling. I don’t need a relationship with a man to make that true. I love coaching. I love writing. I adore my relationship with my daughter - it keeps me on my toes and calls me to keep growing. That alone takes energy. I enjoy looking after myself physically, learning how to care for my body through perimenopause. I value my friendships and take the time to nurture them.

Yes, I would love ‘love’ in my life. But only the kind where I get to keep me, too.

This connection was a lovely reminder that kind, gentle men exist - men who value family, who take responsibility, who want to grow. I’m grateful for that.

The ache is still here. The loss of connection. The texts. The flicker of new attraction. And that’s okay too.

Because I still have me. And that is a wonderful thing.

02/07/2025

Working with Eve has been an incredibly rewarding experience for me. She provided me with a safe, non-judgemental space and approached each of our sessions with care and respect. 

Her gentle wisdom and deep insight into trauma have allowed me to unpack long hidden experiences and identify the behaviours, patterns, and stories that have held me back for so long. She offered me tools to understand and calm my emotional responses, enabling me to find clarity and make better decisions. 

Most profoundly, however, Eve has shown me how to treat myself with love and compassion. This has allowed me to trust myself again, set clearer boundaries, and make my relationships, including the one with myself, more honest and meaningful. 

Although my healing is still a work in progress, of all the professionals I have worked with over the years, Eve’s level of skill, generosity, and insight stands out and has given me a way forward. 

Warrior Woman (I will post any testimonials anonymously)

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01/07/2025

All of this pretending and performing – these coping mechanisms that you’ve developed to protect yourself from feeling inadequate and getting hurt has to go.

Your armour is preventing you from growing into your gifts. I understand that you needed these protections when you were small. I understand that you believed your armour could help you secure all of the things you needed to feel worthy of love and belonging, but you’re still searching, and you’re more lost than ever.

Time is growing short. There are unexplored adventures ahead of you. You can’t live the rest of your life worried about what other people think. You were born worthy of love and belonging. Courage and daring are coursing through you. You were made to live and love with your whole heart. It’s time to show up and be seen ‘’ ..

~ Brené Brown ~

30/06/2025

This week, my glimmer came while snuggled in bed with my daughter, watching the movie Wicked. (No spoilers, I promise!)

There’s a scene where Elphaba - the girl who later becomes known as the “wicked witch” - walks into a party and is met with judgmental stares. Rather than shrink, she starts to dance - alone. People around her are whispering and mocking her and yet she still keeps going.

Then Galinda steps forward to join her. She gently meets her in her dance whilst holding each other’s gaze. The emotion and tenderness of that moment washed over me.

If you’ve ever felt excluded or misunderstood, you’ll know how powerful it is to be met with compassion, even by just one person.

Sometimes these scenes from movies or moments in real life reach right into our nervous systems. And we can savour them - allowing them to soften us and move us. That was my glimmer this week.

💫 I’d love to hear yours - what moment this week lit you up, soothed you, or simply made you feel something good?