I believe in vintage clothes, antique furniture, old tea sets and dusty old books. I believe that our talents evolve, our fantasies Continue reading
I feel the sun streaming onto my son’s dreads as I step into a puddle of spilled milk on the floor.
The penny really dropped on my morning walk in a nearby park yesterday when I went so far out that my sensibilities screamed red flags in many colourful languages,
A homeless man lived on the street with his two dogs. As I snailed by in the morning traffic, Continue reading
Darling, if only you could see yourself through my eyes, you would know that “perfection” is over rated. You would also know that you are enough. So bloody enough! ALL parts of you are okay. Not one of the parts you’ve guarded, veiled, denied, concealed and curated so carefully are “bad”.
My prayer that morning was a simple one : I asked that the same one that made the waves, the same one that made my sad heart, would hold my mother in tenderness as she traveled back “home”.
Dear Children, Yes, this life is messy. One moment you’re getting a gold star for helping your teacher, Continue reading
The sudden surge of dopamine, serotonin and all the other hormones that would overflow in your bloodstream?