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
Hello, hello. Sitting down again with a quarter-written post on paper, my one coffee of the day and BBC Radio 4's Woman Hour playing in the background. The neighbour's cat has perched himself on the patio soaking up the sun, and I just thought, if I can spill these thoughts on paper, why don't I… Continue reading from paper to typed-up thoughts
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
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