musings of a twenty-something bilingual
It is both a joy and a nightmare to wake up to the sound of intense birdsong outside of your window. Maybe it's the frustration of it occurring at 5 o'clock in the morning, when you'd hoped for more sleep, the repeated calls and tweets of the same clan of birds as the day before.… Continue reading morning musings to end the month of April
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
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
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
So how’s lockdown got you? If you’re anything like me, and like your freedom, you’re starting to feel cooped up? To be honest, I have felt like that, a hen forced to stay in a cage. But, towards the end of this week, that feeling has subsided. I’m now pretty much used to this feeling… Continue reading unlocking in lockdown
So as I sit here typing, freshly washed and bathed, face mask on and nail varnish drying, I can’t help but feel weird. Coronavirus is obviously really serious but it’s really tough to stay isolated and in your own home. Today I should have been off to France for eight days, and it’s heart-wrenching that… Continue reading apocalyptic weirdness
Once upon a time, I wanted to be one of those Instagram bloggers. Not a full-blown influencer, but you know, a few more followers and core fashion content full of looks and style ideas. However, I started to realise this wasn’t my calling. I found it wasn’t important to me anymore, and it was becoming… Continue reading influencing with intention
Think of a time you’ve squeezed a lemon until it’s dry. The juice dripping into the cup, or the bowl. You may have been making a cake, or perhaps a cocktail. Now think about doing that, but with your life. Yeah? No. We want to stay full, and whole and keep that fun inside the… Continue reading squeezing the fun out of life
This year is flying by. Like fly-ING. I’ve not had a moment to catch up, despite it being pretty stress-free. All is good in terms of work and family life, and I’ve got myself totally back on track mental health wise. Could not be happier. Now it’s just the little issue of getting my physical… Continue reading rewind one second
This time I personally took time out of blogging to allow things in my life to settle, and for me to reach a place where I felt strong enough to write again. It has been a summer of weird feelings. Not even a summer, but an autumn too. It's been like a slow rollercoaster that… Continue reading life :: new found strength
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