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A year on, how will the Covid story end?

March 25, 2021 By Beverley Glick Leave a Comment

On this day last year, I was frantically packing clothes into a suitcase, ready to move into my brother’s house. The first lockdown had been announced the night before and there were a lot of rumours flying around, including one that the army were going to police the streets of London (false, as it turns out). The atmosphere was tense and uncertain, and I couldn’t contemplate living on my own … [Read more...] about A year on, how will the Covid story end?

Filed Under: My Personal Stories, Storytelling Tagged With: Covid, lockdown, storytelling

How Mother’s Day revealed a hidden treasure about my father

March 17, 2021 By Beverley Glick Leave a Comment

It took me a moment to realise the significance of last Sunday, but when it dawned on me that this was the first Mother’s Day we hadn’t been able to celebrate with Mum, I followed the lead of many others on social media and posted a photo. The image I chose was one of Mum at age 17, in 1943 – still in the thick of World War 2 but looking so excited and upbeat. When I posted it on Facebook, my … [Read more...] about How Mother’s Day revealed a hidden treasure about my father

Filed Under: My Personal Stories, Storytelling Tagged With: family history, old photographs, storytelling

The sheer inevitability of wings

March 10, 2021 By Beverley Glick 2 Comments

The other day, I was speaking to a friend who is one of most nurturing people I know. We were having a catch-up and I breezily announced that I reckoned I was through the "primary stage" of grief after my mum passed away last September. I continued, explaining that I couldn't understand why I still haven't decided what I want to offer next as a signature service - even though I've thought about … [Read more...] about The sheer inevitability of wings

Filed Under: My Personal Stories, Written word Tagged With: bereavement, grief, surrender

What did your 2020 smell like?

March 3, 2021 By Beverley Glick 2 Comments

I’m no stranger to the process of reflection. The personal development training I’ve done over the years has taught me to reflect every day on what went well, what didn’t go so well, and what I’d do differently next time. But Rach Allen’s questions were deeper than that. She invited me to reflect on the past year – particularly the period after we originally spoke last July for her podcast 40 … [Read more...] about What did your 2020 smell like?

Filed Under: My Personal Stories, Storytelling Tagged With: 40 for Tea, reflection, wisdom

It’s never too late to become a singer-songwriter…

February 24, 2021 By Beverley Glick Leave a Comment

In case I haven't mentioned it before, I sing backing and lead vocals with a band called The Subtle Genes. Before the pandemic, we rehearsed together on a regular basis and played a few gigs in and around Bucks and Berks. All of the songs we’ve played are cover versions, ranging from The Cure’s Friday I’m In Love to the Stereophonics’ Dakota. Lockdown put an end to all that, so we recently … [Read more...] about It’s never too late to become a singer-songwriter…

Filed Under: My Personal Stories Tagged With: creativity, lyrics, resistance, songwriting

Why I’m still a believer (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

February 9, 2021 By Beverley Glick 4 Comments

On my birthday bank holiday (the Monday after a Saturday anniversary), I sat watching big flakes of snow drift to earth. I was in a melancholy mood, listening to a Spotify playlist of songs from the emotional drama This Is Us - a beautifully curated soundtrack that perfectly complements the series’ superb storytelling.After blubbing my way through two more tear-jerking episodes, I sought … [Read more...] about Why I’m still a believer (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Filed Under: My Personal Stories, Storytelling, Written word Tagged With: belief, melancholy, Monkees, This Is Us

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