But you know it’s really sticky, that idea that in the right dress, life would be blessed. Especially when it comes to white dresses. Continue reading The right dress

I wanna learn to squeeze the juice out of the regular moments of my life, to notice and feel them a little more fully. To turn off that machine that seems to be always running in the background, the machine that’s thinking ahead and strategizing… Continue reading Squeeze the juice

If you must be brilliant from the beginning, you’ll never start. Continue reading Keep on beginning

We tell stories of our lives unselfconsciously, and pass along the interesting stories we’ve heard from others. We seldom imagine how other people will devour them, reconstitute and recombine them… Continue reading Story power

He was irrational, inconsolable, so very durable and resilient in his upset. His emotions were the weather of my life, and the tears, they were the hurricane, wind and wild weather. Continue reading Stormy weather

At my eighth birthday party, my best friend gave me a beach towel. Sitting on the gritty sandstone of a dry riverbed, with sunburnt kids in bathing suits crowding round, my small brow probably wrinkled with uncertainty upon receiving this … Continue reading A rainbow of my own

At the start of something, there are infinite possibilities spread clean and sparkling in front of me; like a perfect dandelion not-yet-blown-away. Continue reading Edinburgh seasons

We’re dancing in the leftover sun, my soles upon your feet as I kiss your eyelids.

What are my soles speaking? Continue reading Soles

This year, I’m going to write. I will publish at least a few words to this blog each and every day of my 40th year; starting today! Continue reading 40th year

A week ago, when we left, the flat was cramped and messy. A deep layer of mom guilt dusted the domestic landscape, with sharp bits of lego hidden beneath threatening my bare feet and sanity. My ever-timid sense of humour … Continue reading Leaving and Coming Home