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Kindness in an Unkind World

August 1, 2017 | 3 Comments

“Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution”

Kahil Gibran

I was reading the news today and there was talk of missiles and racism and general murder and mayhem and I just about threw my computer up into the air in despair (but not really as it’s new) because it all felt too awful and I couldn’t handle reading one more story like that. And then I gave myself a shake and opened up an old issue of Psychologies magazine (think it was an UK edition) and there was a whole dossier on the concept of kindness. Continue Reading…


There’s a Man

July 12, 2017 | 6 Comments

There’s a man I see every time I go to a certain exercise class. He does the evening shift in the parking lot next to where the classes are held. He opens the boom when he needs to and then it closes again automatically I think. Up and down. On and on. Past the dusk, as the light fades away and onwards into the inky black night.

There is something about him that makes me think this is a second job, that he does something else during the day to earn money, that’s he’s earnestly saving for a modest retirement that he deserves. He’s not a young man…early 60s I think. He wears his security uniform with pride, the collar perfectly pressed, his hair combed just so, his parting completely straight. And every time he waves me in, he gives me the biggest smile, that beams straight from the heart, as pure as the sun.  Continue Reading…



June 6, 2017 | 6 Comments

These last few weeks have been a whirlwind. It’s been incredible, so this is not a complaint. Just an acknowledgement that I need some routine. Cups of tea. My bed. Home cooked meals. Early nights.

I’m writing this from bed with a cup of tea next to me so I guess I’m doing alright! After a most wonderful weekend with my old school mates, spent drinking far too much tequila and smiling so much my face hurt, I’ve got such a bad cold that all my bones are shivery and I can’t stop coughing. I’ve also got a triumvirate of pimples on my forehead that are so big they probably need their own name, like a constellation of stars but much less pretty. My body is saying ENOUGH. Just stay put, stay home, gather your loved ones close and focus on resting and writing and finding your centre, once again.

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