London Love

London was the first city I, farm-born and wilderness-drawn, ever learnt to love: and the city in which I learnt to really love, rather than operating predominantly from a ‘need’ to be loved. It is a city in which my heart sometimes felt torn apart, but in reality was merely cracked wider open, teaching me … More London Love

Words from the past

I mentioned previously that I had found my journal from 1998 when we finished unpacking our storage boxes recently. On sifting through some of the boxes when we first moved back to South Africa from London just over six months ago, I also found my travel journal from 2000, the year I turned 18, started … More Words from the past

Tearless Distraction

I have been unconsciously distracting myself from the rapidly-approaching first anniversary of my mother’s death, which will arrive all too soon on May 31st. I have become busy again with many projects and plans, being productive and constructive and feeling increasingly connected to my body and the world around me, in new and surprising ways. … More Tearless Distraction

Storm-riding

I had frowned watching the afternoon’s gathering storm clouds from the safety of a warm office on Tuesday, anxiously exclaiming to colleagues that I did not want to get caught in a downpour, particularly as I was just recovering from a raw, sore throat. As soon as I stepped out into the energising, storm-taut air, … More Storm-riding

Gratitude

I wrote this last night but fell asleep before I had a chance to post it… I have a friend and fellow blogger who periodically makes delightful lists of things she feels thankful for. On days like today, when I have a pounding headache and an underlying edginess, I often try to distract myself with … More Gratitude

Marathon Madness

With eight days to go to my first attempt at running a marathon, it is fair to say that I am panicked by the concept, in a calm let-me-not-think-about-it-too-much-or-I’ll-freak-out kind of way. I have never run over 25km, as my 30km and 35km planned training runs were never able to happen, so my body simply … More Marathon Madness