Category: JOURNAL

Searching for Rainbows

‘You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get...

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The break itself is the beauty

It’s been almost a month since I’ve written here, and it strikes me as fitting that the last thing I posted were inspiring TED talks for when you’re lost and...

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Sitting in the darkness

“If we fall, it doesn’t mean that we have failed, rather it’s an invite to transform and expand” For months and months, I fought, I’d do anything to avoid the...

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Ending the stigma

One thing I’ve learned these past few months is that being open and honest can help others who are going through their own rough patches. Last September, when my world...

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All I have is where I am

It’s five AM and I can’t sleep. I’ve been awake for hours, asleep for too few. Lying in bed, listening to the sounds of a sleeping house, my thoughts are...

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Never enough

The days are blending into one, using the excuse of cold weather to hibernate, when in truth I just can’t face the world. No longer willing to put on a...

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Beginning where I am

Another early morning, unable to sleep, sitting on the back doorstep, breathing in the cold night air and trying to calm the rising panic that’s building inside of me. From...

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Make it or break it time

It’s late, the house is quiet. These late nights and early mornings are my favourite time to write, when the rest of the world is sleeping, and in the silence...

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Surrender

Everything you need, your courage, strength, compassion and love; everything you need is already within you. 3am. It’s dark, cold and oh so quiet. In a house which is so...

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Early morning prayers

Sitting on the doorstep, watching the sun slowly rise over my garden, listening to the morning sounds of a world waking up. I’ve a giant mug of coffee and a...

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View from the floor

I’ve gotten used to looking at the world from below. Curled in a ball on the floor, tears streaming, breath coming in fits. There have been so many nights spent...

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A love letter to 2016

2016 This will go down as the year that broke me, brought me to my knees. Showed me heartbreak like I could never imagine, and took me to the darkest...

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Musings on a car journey

It’s late morning, I’m curled up in his car. Today is the boy’s second birthday and we’re heading out to the sea for a ‘family’ day out. The sun is...

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Choosing vulnerability

I was raised to see vulnerability as a weakness. Told to not talk about our feelings, to put on a mask, pretend everything is fine – that it’s all about...

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