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WHAT STORIES ARE YOU TELLING YOURSELF TODAY? A question I have to ask myself quite regularly to wrench the mic away from...
09/03/2022

WHAT STORIES ARE YOU TELLING YOURSELF TODAY? A question I have to ask myself quite regularly to wrench the mic away from the storyteller and make room for the fact checker.

Today, within 90 minutes of each other, two people said the following word to me: "surrender." I've had a mild form of t...
07/02/2022

Today, within 90 minutes of each other, two people said the following word to me: "surrender."

I've had a mild form of the c-word since the middle of last week. I say mild but my mind feels worst hit. I thought, 'I'll finish reading a book. I'll write. I'll watch those course videos. I'll be in bed anyway.' All I have done for five days is watch YouTube and sleep. I have racked up some OUTSTANDING levels of zzzzz and screen time. But I've read not one word and hardly opened my laptop. I only registered that today was the first day I'd listened to a song in nearly a week, and music is the actual and metaphysical soundtrack to my life.

Today is the first day that, though still contagious, I feel a bit more clarity behind my eyes. Have a conversation with me that lasts more than ten minutes, and you might dispute that.

This reminds me of the thoughts I had that I should 'make the most of time' during the various lockdowns. I can't believe those were my thoughts last week. This was not time to be made the most of. It was time to surrender. (I find it really interesting to ponder that if it weren't legally mandated, would I be doing so? Or are we already back to, go to work "if it's not that bad" mode?).

I dug out this part of a remindher letter from May 2021, because sometimes I need them too.

I am a slow person now. Maybe I always was, but the last two years have cemented that for me. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I found ...
30/01/2022

I am a slow person now. Maybe I always was, but the last two years have cemented that for me. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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I found myself writing the word 'pace' on a notepad the other day, and it struck me that if I added in the letter 'e,' then PACE became PEACE. I smiled. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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The acceptance of the person I am today, and each day, means that I don't harang myself so much for not being where someone else is, when they are and in the way they got there. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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You might be someone who thrives on getting the spark of an idea and going all-in until it comes to fruition. Something in you, not being at peace until it is done. It's not about who's fast and who's slow really. That's largely based on perception. It's more that, when you know your energy and rhythms, your pace - your process and way of doing things - becomes your personal peace. And that is a glorious place to do life from.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

You noticed how your locs are changing and hanging a bit differently, in some of the yoga poses you did today. You notic...
17/01/2022

You noticed how your locs are changing and hanging a bit differently, in some of the yoga poses you did today. You noticed the way the sun was casting shadows and highlights on your face and so stopped to take this photo. You noticed that your breath matched your movements a lot better today. You noticed a really full sense of peace as you sat up at the end. Not just from the flow, but taking in everything that came together to create that moment. Each no that led to change. Of how you work, live and think. Yeses that led to acceptance and decentering of things that took up so much of your waking thought.

You notice that you're taking a lot of joy from quiet days where not much happens. Your world has been rocked enough. Calm days, that may even be considered boring, are very welcome here.

Getting to know you.
Getting to know all about you.

Still. Always.

What have you noticed today?

Ten days into 2022, and I think I'm ready to step into the New Year. Not do much, just arrive. Be here. Look around. Ass...
10/01/2022

Ten days into 2022, and I think I'm ready to step into the New Year. Not do much, just arrive. Be here. Look around. Assess the state of play. Because when I thought about the things I want to come to fruition this year, though few, they made me feel daunted by how big they feel to me.

By January 5th I said, 'nope! I really think I just want to be quiet this year. Just live, read, be.' Nothing wrong with that, if that's what you actually want, and I do, but I want the other stuff too. I was just telling myself I don't want it because it's new and I'm scared.

Within five days of the new year, I convinced myself that I wouldn't be able to do any of those things, so found an alternative that felt known. I knew what was going to happen, so why get my hopes up? It might be disappointing, but at least it's known. Disappointment in not doing a thing aka shrinking - I know what to do with that. All the other experiences and feelings that could and probably would come with a new effort? Well, the thought alone was enough to make me mentally concede. Though I try to confront failure as much as possible, know what I wrote in my journal the other day, that shocked me as the ink flew across the page? "Failure is me proving myself right." Whew! We got some work to do over here!

But I've had a word with myself and I've let the initial fear of the big-ness subside. And after a false start (I'm sure there'll be many more), here I am. These words came to me while I was thinking about what happened in my mind last week: "I'm not a clairvoyant, yet I act as though so many things in my life are a foregone conclusion."

They aren't, friends. They aren't.


"I found it a game-changing way of keeping my word close, as sometimes I feel like they can become these abstract themes...
03/01/2022

"I found it a game-changing way of keeping my word close, as sometimes I feel like they can become these abstract themes that weren’t really anchored in any meaning or action, and then get forgotten by the wayside. Questions guided my decisions and actions and have kept my words tangible and meaningful.

But this year, no word has come along that I feel drawn to. A thought has though..."

Continued on Substack. Link in stories.

Accessibility: tile reads "I don't have a word of the year, I have a question."

Last week, shared some words of mine, and our DM chat made me think of these words I wrote in my creative journal a lit...
22/11/2021

Last week, shared some words of mine, and our DM chat made me think of these words I wrote in my creative journal a little while ago.

I told her that while I've followed her for years on my personal account that I hadn't followed her on this account up until last week, because my fledgling writer ego couldn't deal with the comparison that would immediately come up when I first started finding my writing voice.

It's interesting to me that now I've taken some of those steps in finding it, I can more easily lean into taking inspiration rather than creating comparison.

I don't know what that says about me, I'm just being honest. I've got a podcast coming out tomorrow about a phrase I've coined "virtual virtue," looking at how we are able to shine our digital halos fairly often, because we curate what we share. We don't really see emotions like envy show up here, but they exist. In our screenshots, saves and thoughts.

Why wouldn't I be envious of such brilliant talent? But the key bit is not to live in that thought space, or denounce your own skill, talent or passion.

Someone having something, doesn't mean you have nothing. Comparison catastrophising... I'm working on it.



[Tile reads: What if everything they are, doesn't equate to all you are not?

What if what's true for them doesn't mean false for you?

What if the standard at which someone else lives their life doesn't mean you don't match up (to theirs or your own)?

What if a win for someone else isn't a loss for you?

What if their achievement served only as evidence of what could be possible?

What if that thing didn't breed comparison today, but instead celebration? Or it simply passed. With acknowledgement instead of leading to a personal character indictment, where you are your own judge and jury?

What if abundance for someone else didn't automatically make us register a deficit in ourselves?

What if...]

I finished another journal this weekend and took a prompt from the Embers journalling workshop about epilogues to the la...
22/11/2021

I finished another journal this weekend and took a prompt from the Embers journalling workshop about epilogues to the last few pages. I think it might become a permanent ritual.

Epilogue: a comment or conclusion on what has happened in a story.

I read a few of the first entries to contemplate all that had gone on between those pages. An epilogue in journalling isn't necessarily closure, but it can offer an element of that. I see it as a summary of all of your lessons and experiences over a period. And what I quite like about it is it's not just based on how you feel now - it takes it all in to make a grander summarising statement.

In the last episode of this season of the podcast, I felt happy to share the epilogue I wrote. Largely, I think that's what I do with my writing. I share parts of my story, thoughts and musings, in the hope that it inspires you to explore your world with your own words.

If you're catching this within a day of this post, you can hear an extract shared in stories. Otherwise, click the link in the bio to listen to episode 17: Epilogues and Experiments.

[Description: A journal on a desk, open on one of its last pages, the word 'Epilogue' written and underlined at the top. A candle shines in the corner of the image]

INKLINGS ARE GENTLE KNOWINGS | I often ask the question, "what do you know to be true?" Even if all I can write is my ...
14/11/2021

INKLINGS ARE GENTLE KNOWINGS | I often ask the question, "what do you know to be true?" Even if all I can write is my name, what the weather is like outside and how I feel, it's one I like to come to as a regular doubt quietener. I may not have all the answers to the questions in my world, but it detracts from the all too familiar story told of not knowing anything if I don't know it all.

But quiet rumblings are also knowledge making itself known. Inklings are often knowings that aren't concrete yet. We used this as a prompt to gently consider the things we think might be upcoming, or we'd like to try next year. It's precisely because they are gentle mind meanders that answers felt easier to write down. There's no definitive commitment or required follow-through. All inklings ask is that you take note each time they come up. And that you recognise a firming up each time it visits. It's not as loud, but just as potent.
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Kindness is an everyday thing, so that is why I wanted to wait til the day after to express thanks to the kindness shown by Caroline of , who made the biscuits just to add something to the boxes. Simply to raise a smile. The very embodiment of the thought behind Happiness Delivered. It is a kindness that I won't forget any time soon.

I wrote a longer length piece about tiny delights for the first issue of Voracious magazine. This is one of my favourite...
01/11/2021

I wrote a longer length piece about tiny delights for the first issue of Voracious magazine. This is one of my favourite quotes from it actually.

I love that this thought that became a journalling prompt in one of my Summer workshops, has taken on a life of its own. I hope that one day I'm tagged in your tiny delights as often as I am anything potato-related.

Instagram is one of those weird places where everything you put here has such a short life. So it's a tiny delight in itself to see anything bucks that trend with longer-lasting impact. I'd love to read a tiny delight of yours if you'd like to share in the comments.

Ellie was the first person to ask me to be on a podcast last year, and that's also the first place where I verbally called myself a writer. The only place I was writing was on Instagram at the time and I didn't even have a website. But I was writing, so that made me a writer. I think there's a journal prompt in there somewhere.

I can't wait to hold the first issue in my hands. I'm so proud of Ellie for not just thinking about, but DOING THE THING and of Dom for bringing the idea to life visually. The Kickstarter has been a runaway success, but it's still open until tomorrow, if you want to make a pledge. Head to 's bio for the link.

Thank you for inviting me to be part of this project, oh enthusiastic one.

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