Badger Stories


“I would ask you to remember only this one thing,” said Badger. “The stories people tell have a way of taking care of them. If stories come to you, care for them. And learn to give them away where they are needed. Sometimes a person needs a story more than food to stay alive. That is why we put these stories in each other’s memory. This is how people care for themselves.”

– Excerpts from Crow and Weasel by Barry Lopez.

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Birds are always in sync. They always arrive and leave at the right time.

Seven years ago, my parents were driving in the French countryside, where they live.

My dad noticed a black shape on the side of the road. As he got nearer, he found himself looking into the eyes of a fledgling crow who was laying there, near a roundabout. She was only a few weeks old and completely on her own, with no parents in sight or earshot. Continue reading

When stories come and find you…

Hello friends,

I always like to end my yoga classes with a story or a poem. Often the poem or story comes to me in one way or another and it wants to be shared. It finds its way in front of my eyes, perhaps because I need to read it myself, or perhaps someone else will gain from hearing it, after the relaxation at the end of the class. I have folders and books full of poems and stories that I have been collecting over the years. Stories that are just waiting for the right time to be shared at the end of a class…

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So why am I blogging?

I remember being at a creative writing workshop a while back and being asked to write the end of the sentence: “I want to write because…”

I jotted down the first think that came to my mind: to let the hammer head sharks out of my head.

I suppose this answer is still valid.

It’s a creative outlet, a virtual place I go to, to create something, anything.

I have often sat down, logged in, and just started writing a few lines, an haiku…

This last year I have been blogging to share my watercolour paintings as I set myself the challenge to be able to paint animals in watercolours and share them to overcome this good old “I suck” mindset of mine.

I always have something creative on the go. For me creativity is a form of meditation, it makes me connect with my own rythm, with my soul. Everyday I work on something I’m in the middle of making. Even if it’s just a little bit. I need to be making something with my hands… May it be a watercolour painting, cooking or knitting. I’m a big knitting fan. I Just love the way it feels, to hold yarn in my hands and to turn it into an item of clothing, anything I want. Magic!

I always have my knitting in my bag and I get it out and work on it whenever I get a chance (there is enough waiting times in one’s day). Typically every Tuesday while watching my son at his gymnastic class, while chatting away with another mum, or at the playground, in the evening, early morning… Whenever I have a moment really. Funnily enough, I have never blogged about my knitting eventhough knitting is on my mind and in my hands quite a lot. Why? Probably because I don’t think I’m good enough at it to be worth sharing… See? The good old “I’m not good enough” thing again!

I have always been passionate about the Do It Yourself culture, back in my punk days until now :) I love learning new skills and I really enjoy the satisfaction of being able to make things myself.

I do keep a journal as well as blogging (my actual journals are full of rants, and long winded introspective, self indulging analysis, a bit boring really). I like the idea of trying to put together something articulated that may be of interest to others. If it’s just for me, then it’s not big enough.

I don’t find blogging to be a very social activity though. For me it feels like the opposite, it often makes me feel lonely, but I remind myself that the journey is more important than the destination. The most important is that I enjoy writing, the creative process, and sharing things out there, for the odd person who ends up here, from whatever path they are on. I hope that it might make them smile and inspire them to create something with their hands, anything…. So that they too might feel this contentment, this joy of making something yourself.