I’ve met (one of) my soulmate. How do I know? Even though, on practical terms, he was probably the least safe person to love, it didn’t matter. Being around each other was being home. It was natural and easy. He didn’t drain my energy like most people did, I could be around him all day. … More I’ve met my Soulmate
I’m penning this blog post on Freedom Day. Is it ironic? You could say that. Truth is we are probably the luckiest people to experience a pandemic ever in the history of the world. Since the pandemic of the Spanish flu in 1918, advancements in healthcare, technology and medical research have been our greatest progress … More Life in the time of Corona
Lilly came into my life on the 30th of November of this year. I got a call from Rescued is my favourite breed asking me if I would consider fostering a puppy because she had just undergone an operation and needed care for her recovery. I agreed but I was immediately filled with anxiety. This … More Fostering Lilly
Lets write about beauty and love and freedom and everything exquisite in this universe. Lets just celebrate joy and humanity and everything in between that makes us beautiful and seen. Lets just be. Lets, lets, lets. Lets live fully and bravely, with healthy risks and high emotion. Lets cheer for sunshine and rain. Every emotion … More Lets…
It happened in 2016 – a heartbreak that came unexpectedly and which I kept telling myself I was over-reacting towards. My heart closed and I numbed every emotion I had, in my reaction to cope. I threw myself into my work and I forgot about any other aspect of my life; friends, family, social life, … More My journey in opening up again
I started thinking about getting a pet dog about three months after I moved into my own place. It’s always been a dream of mine to get my own dog again after my childhood pet Ross passed away when I was eighteen. I still dream about him and miss him and I couldn’t wait to … More Fostering Max
I was browsing through a bookshop, one of my favourite things to do. My eyes washed over the colours and letters, excitedly jumping from title to title, trying to sense the right one for this moment. I came to a book by Malala Yousafzai called ‘We are displaced’….As I read the title, I felt myself … More The need for lightness
Its been two years of stuckness. Two years of low inspiration, low creativity, low synchronicity and a loss of connection with the universe. I wondered time and time again, why am I here? What am I supposed to be learning from this? Where are my angel signs to show me what to do? And then … More Mama knows best
I have been wrestling with this question my whole teenage and adult life. When I was younger, it was pretty obvious that I had to try to be better, prettier, thinner, funnier, smarter, nicer, more attractive etc, etc. I used to write out endless self-improvement lists, create impossible new timetables of habits I wanted to … More Should I strive for better or love myself as I am?
“What’s it like to be a teacher, Miss?” I scoffed at the eight year old girl who randomly asked this question as we walked to class. “Tiring!”, I replied too quickly, immediately feeling guilty. I tried to recover by giving a more inspiring reply to this young curious mind… I was tired, though. It was … More A term as a teacher
