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The Quiet Magic of Vintage
There’s something about vintage that just……pulls at the soul, doesn’t it? It’s more than clothing. More than old lamps (four of them… shhh, no judgement please 😅) More than quirky little treasures that somehow always find their way home with us ♡ Vintage pieces carry stories. They’ve lived whole lives before they ever touched our…
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The Invisible String
There’s this invisible string that ties us to our babies ~ one that never really fades, no matter how old they get (my oldest is 25!) I feel it every day. A gentle tug when I think of them, a pull when they’re struggling, a little spark of calm inside me when I know they’re…
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The Quiet Power of Gratitude
Sometimes life feels like a lot, doesn’t it? The to-do lists, the endless “what next?” the relentless bills coming in! But then, out of nowhere, a little moment stops you ~ a warm cuppa in your hands, sunlight that touches your face, laughter that lingers longer than you expected. It “boops” you on the nose…
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Mind Gardening
Some days it feels like the whole world’s on fire and our phones are the smoke. The endless scroll, the noise, the outrage, the propaganda ~ all of it quietly seeping into our roots. We say we’re “just checking in” but sometimes it feels more like being plugged into a collective panic machine. What a…
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Let’s Talk About Talking (a.k.a. Gossip)
There’s something a little icky about gossip, isn’t there? That slow drip of conversation that starts as “concern” and ends up twisting into something that leaves a funny feeling in the pit of your stomach ♡ Lately, I’ve been thinking about how easy it is to fall into it ~ even accidentally. Small towns, small…
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Empaths, Boundaries & The Quest to Save the World (A love letter to the ones who feel it all)
Some of us came here wired for empathy. We feel everything ~ the happys, the saddness, the collective ache of the world ~ as if it’s all happening inside us. It’s beautiful, but it’s also bloody exhausting. Empathy is our superpower ♡ But it’s also our soft spot ~ the part of us that keeps…
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The Art of Surrender (Part Two)
So…..remember that post I wrote about letting go? Yeah. I have a confession. When I wrote it, I wanted to believe I’d fully surrendered ~ that I was gliding through the storm with barefoot grace and enlightened calm 😳 But honestly? I was more like clinging to the steering wheel of life whispering, “I’m fine,…
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Letting go!
Wow! That one really knows how to test me. (And if I’m honest, I’m a little stubborn when it comes to “surrender”) It’s not a neat chapter with a clear ending ~ it’s a lifelong rhythm of release, a practice of surrendering again and again……. This week, I’ve had to say goodbye to a lot.…
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When the Kids Come Home
Last night, I nearly had a heart attack. I’d just come home from a party, feeling all smug about staying out past 9pm, when I walked into our cozy rainforest cocoon and from the dark, a couple of shadowy figures casually said, “hey” Naturally, I old-lady yelped, “Who the fuck are you?!” (Because obviously, I’m…
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I Would Really Like to Exclude Myself from This Narrative
The world feels unsettled lately and I can feel it mirrored inside me. Life lately feels like a roller coaster with a dodgy safety bar and I’m ready to get off, stat! We’re back in the rental market (send prayers, crystals and snacks) And wow ~ it’s hectic. Like, if the Hunger Games and “The…
