The highs and lows of 7 days of a new journaling practice. I recently committed to taking a new slant on my journaling practice, inspired by Benjamin Hardy, a writer I have recently started following here on Medium. The agreement I made with myself was to ask my subconscious for guidance before falling asleep at night and then to write in my…

Last night, before falling asleep, I tried something that I don’t remember doing before. I asked for my dreams to bring me clarity on what to focus on the following day. …

On traveling child-free for the first time in over a decade — Last week, I flew from Lisbon to London to take a pregnancy yoga teacher training course. It was the first time I had traveled without children in over ten years. Here is what I wrote en route: Apartment blocks look like they are made of Lego A dry excitement mingled…

Why writing fiction can be therapeutic — My writing habits have changed recently. For years, my main focus has been on journaling as a means of working through my emotions and gaining clarity on both the large and small concerns of modern life. I have also written many streams of consciousness, which have generated material for more…

Arbitrary label or a point of connection? What’s in a name? That which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet. Romeo and Juliet, William Shakespeare I have an interesting relationship with names. In 2002, at the age of 20, I was given a Sanskrit name by my then meditation teacher and felt…

How weekly creative time fueled my personal renaissance — Two years ago, I made a radical step towards re-prioritising my creativity. …

Have you ever been in a situation of conflict with another person where you have so much you want to say but your thoughts and feelings are too messy to untangle or too barbed to speak aloud without causing harm? Often we need a safe way to release emotions that…

Soft, soft, collapse, relax Don’t want to take care of anyone Going to crumble in a heap Let my muscles melt and fall Don’t want to take care of anyone I’m not gonna hold it together Let my muscles melt and fall Want to write, read and dream I’m not…

Early morning musings on meaning At 5 o’clock in the morning, lying awake in bed, pondering what important things I have to say to the world, this is what arose in my mind: Life is ultimately about Connection. As I saw it, while my body yearned for more sleep but my mind was suddenly active…