Surrender. Surrender. Surrender.

They keep saying that the only way out is through. How many people, I wonder can really say that they sat with their pain and faced it. They call it “The Hero’s Journey,” and indeed, I can understand why. For the last 8 weeks, my heart has been breaking. I have always known that a…

The Sacred Ordinary

What will you do with this one wild and precious life? Life asked me this during one of Dr Joe Dispenza’s meditations. I will lean into everything and feel every texture, every emotion, every piece of nature. I won’t leave a rock unturned until I understand what is there to discover, what is there to…

Her Own Undoing.

With each step, each crunch, each sliver of light through the trees, she felt herself unravelling. The fist in her chest loosened. A breath entered. Understanding. Acceptance. The texture of life met her skin, her lungs, her eyes, yellow butterflies, cicadas, the warm summer air. She sat with her pain as a mother with her…

Finding Trust in Nature: Lessons from Pelion

I’ve been navigating a really turbulent time lately, sitting with and in pain, unearthing limiting beliefs, old wounds, and patterns that no longer serve the version of me I’m becoming. I’m sure that when the time is right, I’ll find the words to write about it all. But for now, my mind keeps drifting back…

Love her, leave her wild….(Atticus)

All I wanted was to love youand be loved by you.It felt so simple. You felt like my other half,a mirror to the parts of meI had long forgotten.I wanted to holdYour beautiful handsfor the rest of my life. To feel your structuremeet my warmth,your functioncradle my colouras we built homes,a family,a rhythm. I wanted…

3 Angels of Pelion

Recently, my mum and I spent 12 days hiking in Pelion, Greece. A region, before this hike that I had no idea existed. My mum had put so much time into the planning, the researching and she did such an incredible job. Our route was incredible. I will share more about the hike itself, as…

Get her to the Greek.

I’d been living in Carrara, Italy, for a year and a half. 42% of the population is over 55, and only 7.82% of the residents are foreigners — mostly Romanian, Albanian, African, and a small handful of Brits. So, as you can imagine, meeting English-speaking suitors my age was… a challenge. I was diligently working…

How a Forgotten Email Led to Writing Again

I almost lost my blog. For a few days, I was locked out and couldn’t get back in. I felt really sad, because I first started this blog in 2011. The lesson, I have had to tighten up my digital security because up until now, I have been pretty shocking at remembering passwords and emails…

Chief Stew Diaries: and then, there’s Madam.

Breakfast on board a superyacht is a big deal. It is the meal that sets the whole tone for the day, it’s our chance to gauge the mood of the guests and try to massage them back into high spirits if that is not the case.  Breakfast is an insanely busy time on board.  Let’s…

The Pulse of Paris

“The chief danger about Paris is that it is such a strong stimulant.” —T.S. Eliot If Paris did anything, it injected me with a passion for city life again. I left feeling a thousand different feelings and with the intention to come back 1000 times more. I had been hesitant to come to Paris. My…