On adventures…

Sometimes all it takes is walking through your front door with no plans and you end up on an adventure…

As I took Boy out in town earlier on this afternoon, I thought we were going to watch a scout parade and a puppet dragon. We quickly realised that I got the date wrong as we landed in the middle of Bus Day, amongst a fleet of vintage buses taking people to random places far and wide for free all afternoon. So we got on random old buses, without having any clue where they were taking us… sometimes the driver would even change route mid way!

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Thawing, slowly…

I hope this post will find you well and enjoying a relaxing Sunday, wherever you are.

We ditched the car three weeks ago, before Easter weekend and so far we’ve been managing absolutely fine without it.

Our old car failed its MOT so I sold it to a mechanic who is going to race it for banger car racing. He told me he was going to paint it white with pink dots :D hopefully we’ll get to see it racing!

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Deja Vu!

In this lifetime, I learned to knit with my gran when I was a little girl. I knitted a blanket for my beloved teddy Boulgoum. Then life happened, and I didn’t touch knitting needles until 20 years later, when my son was about 1 and half year old (late 2009).

Back then I was still recovering from an insanely demanding, busy and stressful job which I had lost shortly after the birth of my son and I was wrestling with post natal depression. Then I had the urge to knit. Literally. I bought some acrylic yarn, size 4mm straight needles and I improvised him a scarf here and then…

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The girl who loved stripes, words and seahorses…

Once upon a time there was a little girl. She had pink hair, green eyes and loved stripes.

She wanted to become a writer so she could write stories about clouds turning into dragons, teapots filled with green smoke and horses living in a magic forest ruled by a panther, ridden with trolls and elves.

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i want to write because…

“I want to write because I find expression of my thoughts and emotions releasing and revealing”

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Hooded crow (Corvus cornix) in flight

… and also because it takes me to an unknown path.

When I go down that path,

I hear a crow and I feel safe,

like I have a life long friend by my side.

I might sometimes write my way to Africa,

sometimes only down the road,

but it always takes me somewhere safe, and clear.

I connect with my old friend soul,

together we detangle the yarn of life.

The happy times, the grieving times,

the times when I feel lost and alone, unloved

and the times when I feel life is the most precious gift.

I heal my relationship with others, and with myself.

I learn to trust, others and myself.

I reflect, self-reflect

Doubt and self-doubt…

And I always feel better for it.

“Live your life as an experiment” – Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche.