The flicker of hope as I sit watching “online”, Waiting for the “typing” that never comes, Waiting for the anger that never subsides, Hoping that the journey into the pain, The openness to healing might begin. Nothing but silence. Nothing but anger, Nothing but blame. The bitter taste of my own words swirling in my…
Category: My Grateful Plate
Wearing In New Shoes
I had a moment of quiet insight as I closed my laptop on Friday, wrapping up a long work week in a place that feels a world away from everything I love. My first week of living in Singapore. There’s lightning nearly every day here. I can’t really get outside. My apartment is sealed in…
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…
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