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Music: The Most Beautiful Dimension
I’ve just been at the Piano. I’d like to tell you a story about that, actually. How my piano came to be my ultimate happy place (and healing tool, you might say.) It’s in my soul, I think. Music. It’s… Continue reading
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The Bright Side
I’m a bright side girl, most days. It’s the essence of me, I suppose; joy, love and all the sunny days, enough of all three to make a bright side girl thrive. The thing is— I’m not thriving. These days,… Continue reading
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How To Be Good
It’s funny isn’t it that the secret to becoming a good Mum a good wife a good friend a good human, is to realise that actually there is no good or bad anything. Because what’s good to her and her… Continue reading
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May
It was May when it happened. The change in me, the one that planted little wing sprouts in my shoulders and dared me to fly into the sun. It was last May, do you remember it? The darling blog of… Continue reading
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Today
Yesterday I cried for the train that left my sad eyes at the station. But yesterday wasn’t today. Today I understood why the train had to leave without me. It was so I would go in search of my wings.… Continue reading
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Find Your Magic
Go on. Find your magic. Continue reading
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The Ocean of Me
I close my eyes and the warm wind becomes my breath. This wind— it whispers into the ocean of me, into the dark of my waters, deep. It hands me the calm of the moon, and it grants me the… Continue reading
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Wings
My wings are quivering. Ready to fly into the waiting arms of Neverland. Continue reading
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Imperfectly Me
This honest girl. This kind girl. This sweet girl. This loving, gentle, patient girl. She has been this girl forever. This perfect human girl—how delightful she is. How loved and cherished and needed, she is. But. If she is good,… Continue reading
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The Soft Girl
And when I’m the soft girl the world can no longer hurt me. Because even soft girls can roar. Even soft girls can look to the sky and laugh away the angry grey. Continue reading
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