Tuning into the songs of the birds outside my bedroom window, I notice. The windows have been open for days as the stagnant energy from the prisoned days of this past pandemic winter drift away. I notice us all. I notice how we’ve come to be, how we’ve adapted whether […]READ MORE >
Determined to make this New Year’s Eve a happy one, I took my time planning the day weeks in advance. Damned if I’d let this pandemic ruin my vibes even though we were in our second lockdown of the year and this time, right smack in the middle of festive […]READ MORE >
Perpetually sensitive to energies, I felt the shift in the air as soon as we approached end November. This year, it took a bit longer to sink into the magical energy of December but it came nonetheless and it also came with some guilt. The guilt of having survived 2020 […]READ MORE >
I’m letting go of the way I used to be. I was holding onto stories for dear life, stories that weren’t serving me and yet, I believed them anyway. It was easy to because everyone around me told me so. This journey into peri-menopause coincided closely with the pandemic. Initially, […]READ MORE >
Eagerly awaiting the arrival of my rustic bouquet, I searched for the flower truck last Sunday morning through the windows of my living room. I’d already sacrificed days without flowers in my home and was missing their presence. Once upon a time, flowers rocked every room in my house. They […]READ MORE >
How is your heart? I’ve been in love with this question forever and with the onset of the pandemic, even more so because we’ve been whittled down to our core. How is your heart has a better ring to it than how are you, don’t you think? As I make […]READ MORE >
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