Unconditional love

  • This Sack Of Potatoes

    It’s a beautiful memory. Six-year-old me. Bundled in a blanket. Mum hoisting me into the air, swinging round and about and back again. ‘This sack of potatoes is SO HEAVY!’, she jollied, as she wobbled me up the porch steps… Continue reading

  • For Love

    People call them boundaries. I just call them walls. To keep the love in. Or out. I could use a boundary or two. But what would I be if it wasn’t for love? What would I be if it wasn’t… Continue reading

  • Beneath It All

    Beneath it all, there is a human. Surely to be human is to share our world with others, and to find ourselves in their worlds, too. We get so lost beneath things that are not real. The stories we create… Continue reading

  • In The Arms Of A Dream

    If I sit with you. On the patio, by the sunflowers. If I find you with my soft and steady gaze. If I give you my heart, if I whisper your name will you hold me? In the arms of… Continue reading

  • Truth and Lollypops

    I’m not the victim of circumstance. Of uncontrollable life. Of this eternal river that constantly flows and changes, sometimes lifting me right out of the water, sometimes flowing me steadily along. That’s what I try to tell myself, anyway. That… Continue reading

  • Free To Fly

    ‘If I am free to fly,’ said the girl to the moon, ‘why are my wings still closed?’ ‘Because you have not yet decided to flip the closed sign to open,’ said the moon. To the girl. Continue reading

  • This Wind

    This wind is the beautiful melody of every precious moment we played, together. Sweet wind. Sing me again. Continue reading

  • Peace

    I’m so exhausted. And all I want for the rest of my days is peace. I recorded this as a story for Instagram, but I thought I’d share it with you guys. Because, heaven knows, the world needs a good… Continue reading

  • Love Hearts

    To my dear bloggy friends. Thank you for being my home. You are the people I always look forward to finding in the world again. Thank you for giving me another reason to be. Continue reading

  • Sun and Moon, Unconditionally

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘Why are the humans always so angry, do you think?’ ‘Because Moon, they haven’t realised that, like us, they have the ability to shine.’ ‘They do? So why don’t more of them shine, then? If they can,… Continue reading