Perspective

  • Changes

    My mind has changed. I’m not quite sure how it happened. All I know is: the world I live in is different, and I both like it, and dislike it all at the same time. When I think about it,… Continue reading

  • Stillness

    I’ve been deep in presence, today. It’s the loveliest feeling of stillness. The beautiful light that sits quietly in my body, a light I don’t always have the privilege of feeling, simply because I am human. Being ’embodied’ I think… Continue reading

  • Small Ball

    Here I am again with nothing to say. How often have I done this, since the birth of my blog? How often have I just been here because being anywhere else hasn’t seemed like an option? Many a time. I… Continue reading

  • Shadow

    In waking dreams I see the past and feel it waltzing me down a sweet, sweet road. Oh, darling days gone by. How lovely to feel you tickle my bones. How lovely to remember the depths that sang to my… Continue reading

  • Is This The Way The World Was Meant To be?

    I’ve changed. My goodness I’ve changed. And although the change has been gradual, I am living a version of my internal life I have never lived before. It all has to do with my heart, and maybe (probably, absolutely) hormones.… Continue reading

  • Kaleidoscope Life

    The rules of love and life. So much grey, everywhere, all over the place. Cultural differences. Familial differences. How could you ever say a person is wrong in their beliefs, traditions or values? And what do you do if one… Continue reading

  • Cereal And Life

    The oddities of humanity. The neuroses that so often become us that really have nothing to do with who we are, at all, or what’s best for our health, wellbeing and growth. Take breakfast, for example. My body doesn’t know… Continue reading

  • To Be

    I’ve come to realise that creativity is just the art and flow of being yourself. There’s really not a lot more to it than that. At its core, creativity seems to be made of the absolute depth of who we… Continue reading

  • The Perfection of Life

    The perfection of life is beyond the boundaries of good and bad, sad or happy. 2015. My fourth miscarriage. The loss of pregnancy at ten weeks. The doctor looked into my soul and told me, ‘I know the obstetrician for… Continue reading

  • 100 Years Pregnant

    I love being pregnant. I love the way it looks, I love the way it feels. I love it. Love it. Love it. But. I do feel like I’ve run a marathon and a half. At the end of the… Continue reading