Like most things at the moment, I am delayed, but something is better than nothing. I am pushing myself to write more, and actually publish things, regardless of their perfect/imperfect status. I haven’t done one of these since lockdown, and so much has happened in the interim.
Read MoreMy therapist asked me to sit with that cold, lonely girl in the corner of the room. What would I say to her? What do I want to do?
Read MoreIt’s funny looking at these images and reminiscing my first visit back in 2012. Literally 10 years prior, and so much have changed. I feel like a completely different human being.
Read MoreAs an artist who has five hundred projects on the go and a million ideas bursting forth every millisecond, the idea of an ever onward almost feels invigorating; nearly liberating, even. There are dreams beyond dreams that float around in my brain, and in my soul, and I ache to fulfil them all, although the human constraint of doing one thing at a time thoroughly shakes me to my core.
Read MoreA monthly recap on what’s been happening in life lately.
Read MoreThe little details of the space around me are explosions of appreciation. I view the world with so much beauty, and I overflow with awe and wonder at most things. This lockdown has been a testament to this practise — confined to the same space for weeks and yet the beauty continues to expand and invoke a sense of surprise. Plants are growing, the sun hits windows and creates dramatic shadows at various times of the day.
Read MoreI honestly felt in flow all day — in my power, buzzing. Not necessarily wired and over-caffeinated, there was still an air of peace and rest. It was as if I just knew what to do, I didn't doubt myself, and I did them. As if I was simply cooperating with the universe and the opportunities presented to me. I have organised a few meetings and tasks for the day — and they seemed to flow seamlessly.
Read MoreThe things I do for work, as well as the passions in my life require connection, embodied movement, and being fully present. May it be shooting weddings, connecting with love, creating art, or teaching yoga. There’s a chasm of disconnect that’s creating exhaustion right smack bang in the middle of my chest.
I am torn between hustle and honour.
Read MoreI want to lean in to all of the feelings that come up and give them space to be — to uncover the beauty there is in shame, fear, discomfort, conflict. Allowing them to be — allow them free — there is no judgment, there is no pressure.
What an idea, that there is beauty in shame, fear, discomfort; beauty in all the liminal spaces.
Read MoreI sit under the warmth of our sun, a Monday morning filled with slow. The breath of birdsong caressing my shoulders and tears a welling.
A feel of gratitude
The air of rebirth
