The Departure This summer I am not running away. I have wished to run away many times in my life though. Running away was the perfect solution to evading trouble and embarrassment as a kid. Not only could I show that I meant business, but I’d also get some sympathy and dodge the consequences of …
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the Interesting and the Beautiful
Ah now I remember the other side of France – the side where I had low self-esteem. Saint Tropez …. The place of starlets and movie stars. The playground of the rich and famous, where Brigitte Bardot sunbathed topless in the 1960s. Songs have been written about it. Fake tans have been named after it. …
a view from the train
It’s been forever since I sat for eight hours just listening to music and staring out the window. Maybe never. It was a surprise, I hadn’t planned it. That was a surprise too. I like to plan stuff. I like to have all my stuff with me just in case. The week before I left …
The First Time
The First time I went to France I was eighteen and with my parents. We got dropped off by a tour bus and had three days staying on the outskirts of Paris. I remember it was Bastille Day and a man had brought a ladder to climb up and see the parade. We drank red …
a love letter to you
Hello people of this world! Today my brain has been cranking away, it’s been racked and wrung for a little insider information. I’ve been looking for a quiet corner in there – some place where the words are hiding and things make sense – a place where what wants to be said is backed up …
one day baby we’ll be old…
Okay so maybe it wasn’t the best idea to write the post on inspiration when I was feeling uninspired. Did it get me in the mood? Not this time. I still felt steam-rolled afterwards, like I couldn’t catch my breath and was limping around lopsided, like the hunchback of Luzern. Call me melodramatic, call me …
Life of Mi (ode to desk)
New York was great and all but I was happy to come back to my desk. My desk is my sanctuary, my shrine, my rubber raft on the sea of life. I need it to navigate through the rough waters and also to enjoy the tranquillity of the calm. I love my pretty little boat, …
a day in the life of a girl getting high
The day back to work after the holiday is hardly the best one of the year. I woke up with a vague sense of depression. I was in a daze. I had only been away a week, but I didn’t know how I was ever going to work again. Could I still do it? Then …
the journey home – part 2
And on with the manifesting talk she goes! At the moment I am taking two online courses. One is called The Feminine Art of Manifesting with Rose Cole and Gina DeVee (which is not exclusively for women) and the other is The Abundant Creative with Melissa D’Antoni. Both of them had recommended reading The Game of Life …
heart of clouds
Let me be really honest with you, as much as I would love to write something really upbeat and inspirational, there’s a grey cloud over my heart and all I really just want to talk about is how much the weather here sucks. You see there’s this jet stream thingy and because of the warming …
Wonderlust 