musings of a twenty-something bilingual
I sit at the wonky table with the view of the bowling green. The sun catching the water on the canopy and catching the rainwater on the grass. It’s not the same without the people I’ve lost but keeping going is the only way forward. There’ll be healing, it’ll come. Maybe this is what it… Continue reading wednesday woes, sunshine in the rain and pink carnations
I knew that if I didn’t finish this blog post before 2024 ended then I would really struggle to get through it. As normal I have found the start of this New Year incredibly difficult and even more so for the reasons that come in these words. I hope that they bring at least one… Continue reading love lessons, grief and wisdom that knows no bounds
Wherever you can, lean into stillness and settle into presence. AmyAnn Cadwell& The Good Trade Team My wishful attempts at breaking into pure creativity in 2024 have been somewhat hindered by a myriad of reasons. Getting in my own way has certainly been number one on that list. The unfortunate anxiety has decided it won't… Continue reading bittersweet reflections of stillness and intoxicating isolation
Blooming trees, falling leaves—the seasons remind us when it's time to grow and when it's time to let go. AmyAnn Cadwell & The Good Trade Team Regaining focus has been a theme of life lately. I can write well enough to jump out of my intrusive thoughts, however, working on releasing them into the atmosphere… Continue reading one for the ages, grand amour, and learning how to let go
It's a wild Friday afternoon. I'm sat in the centre of our two-seater sofa, milky coffee and large glass of water to my right, candle burning to my left and Pretty Woman playing on the TV. There's magazines in front of me, cosy Christmas socks beside me and a blanket ready to be unfolded when… Continue reading one friday in september kind of musings
Forcing myself out of the house today was the best thing for me. I say forced, I had to send off a Vinted parcel and I also had to make a return of a jacket I LOVED but had to accept didn’t really suit me. But I also had to force myself. By the time… Continue reading resurgence of the extroverted introvert: questioning, accepting and progressing
It has been a long while since I've sat down to type with such an urge to write. Really write. Write like nothing is stopping me, like I'm not going to be interrupted by "Would you like a cup of tea?", like it's the only thing I have to do today. The most positive outcome… Continue reading new chapters, discovering myself again, and soft moments of joy
A summary of what has been going on in my life since January. I have missed blogging so much but I am back, baby. Time to get my head in the game and create some delicious written content for you to enjoy once again. Who wants fresh fashion posts? Or maybe more wellness and mental health posts? I am here either way and firing on all cylinders to get creative this cosy autumn. Let’s go, girl.
Well, well, well. Haunted by infrequency, here I am once again. Writing escaped me for a long while but now that it’s 2022, I want to get back into it again and explore that side of my creativity. What a year 2021 was. A real test of my patience, strength, faith - the list is… Continue reading blessings and curses of what is or may be
Hola hola, it’s me. If you didn’t already know, I don’t have much time to sit and write anymore but I miss writing. I’m now blocking out a daily half an hour to an hour for this so here we are in the midst of that time. So here are some unpublished entries for you… Continue reading Small strokes in unchartered waters: on Easter Sunday, a Spring in bloom & the need for nourishment
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