I was writing a new about page the other day, the place on my website where I get to tell you about me, why I do what I do and what’s the use of it all. I noticed a familiar urge to reach for the grand words. To grab my little contribution and stitch
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I love a good book on creativity. I love the inspiration, love new knowledge when I stumble upon it, love when my own struggles and discoveries are mirrored by someone else’s story. It’s an inexhaustible topic, and the more I learn about the creative process, the more of a mystery it seems. (Which is
I read a few lines in Anne Lamott’s book Bird by Bird (a truly lovely read) that I wanted to share with you. An eight-year-old boy had a younger sister who was dying of leukaemia, and he was told that without a blood transfusion she would die. His parents explained to him that his
I’ve been thinking about gratitude a lot lately. The active kind. When I sit with my eldest daughter at bedtime we always say what we felt was good about the day that passed (The Top Three, she now calls it). I never grow tired of hearing what she thinks is valuable and important about
I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night and can’t go back to sleep. Sleep to me has always been a fleeting phenomenon, and it never takes much for it to vanish completely and leave me awake, even at times I think I should sleep. Whether or not I pay attention to
”There’s this energy in you, like a freight train, it pushes forward no matter what. It’s all about results, achieving, getting there, being the best and doing it right. You have brought this energy into everything you do, even into your so called free time, and it needs to stop. It will break you
I got a flattering request a few months back. Unpaid, but still, an exiting project. A lot of heart and a small budget. Do you want to join? Yes, I said, without much hesitation, and started writing, testing and recording. When I delivered my part of the deal it still felt fun and playful.
I have a bunch of drafts on my desktop right now – blog posts, stories, books, workshop plans, poster scetches and so on – and another hundred or so in a Dropbox folder. Ideas come easily to me, infinitetly faster than I can act upon them. That’s always the case, but right now almost
- In search of a simpler life
- Why I ditched a beautiful career
- To Love’s defence – A letter to my racist friend
- Why I write about sexual violence on a blog about creativity
- If you need permission to rest
- Confessions of an unprofitable human being
- How to burn a little brighter. Or, the end of a favourite myth
- The power of words – a letter from the Psych Ward