Magic

  • Dreams Will Come

    Close your eyes. Trust. Dreams will come. Continue reading

  • Fly

    Beautiful, soft heart of mine. I will play your every beat into the world proudly, openly, completely. Let them stomp together through the mud of their island. We, dear heart, dear sweet, dear love. We shall fly to the moon. Continue reading

  • The Brightest Angel

    The brightest Angel slides on her spectacles, and smiles. It’s the painting of us that she loves the most. She soaks the brush tip once more: crystal blue and white, and she paints until her miracle is perfect. 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

  • Butterfly Catcher

    I was born to be a catcher of butterflies. Pass me my net and I will show you the joy and the wonder that lay sleeping in your bones. Continue reading

  • The Kiss

    Give me the broken glass of your soul and I will lead you to the moonlight and show you the kiss that already sits upon your forehead, soft and waiting to soothe you. Continue reading

  • Some Kind of Magic

    It’s some kind of magic that you and you and you will read these words and think and feel and be something different than you were before you read them. 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