ByRobyn Harris
I initially wrote this blog early last week, but then something happened on Thursday which prompted me to write this short edit. A friend that I deeply respect, told me that she felt I wasn’t being honest with myself about my responsibility in the situation I find myself with Dax, and that I was placing…
ByJulia Chi
I have had a short illness…! I am now just about to go out to eat, and I am dreaming about a tagine of vegetables and couscous… I woke in the night with a churny upset tummy and then my body burned all night and has burned all day too… I got out of bed,…
ByGuglielminotti Trivel
I remember how many times I felt inadequate when I was young: at school, with friends, at university, when I was studying as an interpreter, when I started working, etc. At the time what would trigger my feeling of not being enough tended to be a social situation, clothes I would wear, not having a…
ByJulia Chi
I love this place in Morocco, miles from anything that is familiar to me… I am the alien on the beach, the only woman in shorts… This wild windy expanse with horses, galloping on the sand, and camels too, ambling slowly along, and lying with their legs tucked under them; blending with their habitat… Running…
ByJulia Chi
I have been aware of death all of my life, right from the age of two and a half when our dog Judy died on the same day that my little sister Rosy was born; one life ending as another was just beginning… Our mother died when Rosy was only fourteen and I was sixteen,…
ByJulia Chi
We wandered up the little street, that we had run along only a few hours earlier… We were in search of some lunch… Instead of empty quiet, we now dodged weaving mopeds, a donkey pulling a cart, crowds wandering too in the heat that had risen to the heavy level you can almost touch, slice…
ByJulia Chi
I woke just after 6am, with the light gently filtering translucent blue yellow through our window, I lay enjoying the feel of silence… We had gone to sleep with the sounds of Marrakech still reverberating around, bikes roaring past, the relentless cry of an inconsolable child… The heat static and ever present had dropped a…
ByGuglielminotti Trivel
Life recently has put me in a situation where I had the opportunity to really understand and feel how much gap sometimes there can be between me and another person. Either is with a friend, a family member, a colleague or simply an acquaintance, we might even have met virtually on social media, I am…
ByMichelle Adam
“Love is receiving the grace of God in whatever form it shows up and not being afraid to do so,” I wrote in my journal of early 2001 as I continued to heal from an injury that had become chronic. I had been in New Hampshire back then, dog sitting for friends so I could…
ByJulia Chi
The dust was whipping all around the streets, whirling around, stinging our eyes, getting into our mouth if we didn’t keep is closed tight… The bright blue sky, and searing heat, that had greeted us when we arrived, was replaced by heavy humid grey… We had lunched in a little restaurant with brightly coloured table…
ByJulia Chi
Today I have been wandering around London heralding my approach with tinkly jewels on my feet.. They arrived in the post from a fan ? And there is no record of who sent them… However I do know that they are either from Jay or Fi, because they have both told me that they have…
ByRobyn Harris
I came across a post on Facebook the other day that shared a wonderful TED Talk given by Susan David (The Gift and Power of Emotional Courage). That, and some conversations I’ve had recently, got me thinking about why I do what I do. Susan grew up in South Africa during apartheid which affected her…