Humanity

  • Don’t Knock the Dreamers

    She bit off a giant chunk of hazelnut pancake, and ugly chewed. He raised his fork, and his eyebrow. She winked, and went on chewing loudly until her mouth was empty. ‘Don’t knock the dreamers,’ she said, then she handed… Continue reading

  • What I Am

    It’s beautiful, what I am. It’s beautiful. What I am. Continue reading

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • Find Your Magic

    Go on. Find your magic. Continue reading

  • 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

  • Wings

    My wings are quivering. Ready to fly into the waiting arms of Neverland. Continue reading

  • 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

  • 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