Why I cry less these days

Reading an awesome post by my lovely friend Gemma (and don’t let her fool you – she flew to my rescue back when she barely knew me, and she is an amazing friend), something stirred, reading her words about crying. If you knew me before the age of 26, you...

Unusual compliments

This week I have been complimented by several people, which is always lovely. But not on the things I thought I wanted to be complimented on. Instead, people have admired my drive, my gumption and my chosen path. This floored me somewhat, as I rarely feel like...

Not that girl

I’m not that girl. I’m not the one who’s cool, calm and collected in times of panic. Not sleek, nor efficient, nor ballbreakingly good at holding my own in a man’s world. Not the one that glides through life, on a seemingly predestined path,...

Have you felt like this, too?

I am done with being something I’m not. I long and strive to grow fully into the person I am underneath. Wild retreats with people like me. Revelling in nature and her seasons and her strength. Spending time in contemplation and meditation and now. Stop...