Life

  • The Year of Us

    When I write my words, when I set them free in this little bloggy land of mine— the one where you’ve come to meet me, now—I become a better version of me. I can feel it. I can feel the… Continue reading

  • Let Them Be

    I do this thing where I try to ‘fix’ the people I love. When they are sad. When they are confused. When they are in pain. I do this because when the people who feel like ‘joy’ to me suddenly… Continue reading

  • Magic

    It’s time to believe in magic. Continue reading

  • Tell It To The Sky

    When I find myself in times of trouble, I look to the sky and I say: ‘Stop. Thank you. I’ve got this.’ Then I smile as I realise that what I’ve said is actually quite true. Continue reading

  • Alone

    Sometimes, I feel alone. Even when I’m surrounded by people… I’m not really. I’m alone, drifting in a rose coloured world of wonder. I’m not sad about it— feeling alone, that is. It’s a beautiful place, this world I live in.… Continue reading

  • The Night

    Sometimes, the night wakes me. When the night wakes me I lie in bed and march through life in my mind, smiling at all the lovely things, frowning at all the things I wish the day had kept to itself.… Continue reading

  • My Authentic Self

    For so many of my adult years, I wanted to know myself. Growing up, I’d heard there was such thing as a person knowing themselves and, truthfully, I was envious of all those who did. When I thought of what… Continue reading

  • The Girl in The Frame on the Wall

    There she is— the girl in the frame on the wall. A picture of a girl; the softest smile full of mischief and grace. Love and kindness. Hope and fear. Joy. Sadness. Dreams. All of life rolled into a girl…… Continue reading

  • When The Soul Wakes

    The world didn’t suddenly become more beautiful. Her soul woke up. And finally she saw everything. Continue reading

  • A Simple Wish

    I used to think that I was like the most beautiful bird. That I could spread my wings and fly anywhere I wanted. Anywhere the wind blew. It was silly of me to think that. Now that I really think… Continue reading