Grateful

  • Writing

    I’ve loved writing everyday, again. Falling into the softness of me. I think I’ve loved it because it’s made me stay. Stay as this flow that I am, this…whatever it is that I am. I’m tired, tonight, so this will… Continue reading

  • Tasmania. Contrast. Grateful.

    Tasmania is beautiful. And that feeling of being outside of your life, even just for a little while, is so intriguing and lovely, it’s no wonder humanity clings to the promise of the odd holiday, every now and then. The… Continue reading

  • It’s Funny How Life Hits You

    It’s funny how life hits you. Whilst taking a shower earlier, life hit me in a simple, yet profound way. A sudden wave of gratefulness. For hot water, my goodness, such a simple thing: taken for granted every single day… Continue reading

  • Grateful

    I’m grateful for beautiful people who shine a light for those wandering the dark. I’m grateful for those wandering the dark. Grateful they are survivors: that they may not know they have won, yet, but they have. And they will… Continue reading

  • Roast Potatoes

    It is a long painful journey. But the roast potatoes are out of this world. Continue reading

  • The Bear

    ‘You must not fuss,’ said the boy to the bear. ‘This pot may no longer overflow with honey. But look. At the pot. At its rainbow shine, at its faded inscription. This pot has been cherished. And because it has… Continue reading