My Journey to the Summit

My Journey to the Summit

I remember a particular experience I had a couple of years ago at the end of a yoga class when we were lying down in Savasana pose. Out of nowhere, I felt tears rolling down my face, dropping onto the floor beneath my head, while a heavy sense of foreboding took hold...
A Year in Blogland

A Year in Blogland

I’ve just returned from a week by the sea where I got to recharge my almost-depleted battery and read a whole book all to myself. I’ll share the title with you as I do believe it is a good ‘un. The Dictionary of Lost Words by Pip Williams is beautifully written and...
Letting Go

Letting Go

Kiss the joy as it flies When I was in my late twenties, I developed a fixation with the idea of owning my own piece of land somewhere. I was living in London at the time and had come across a book entitled ‘Forty Acres and a Mule’ which was about the plight of slaves...
One Year Sober

One Year Sober

For as long as I was drinking to excess, I wondered what it would feel like to be completely sober for a whole year. I had done many the stint of abstinence and completed a couple of one-hundred-day challenges over the years, but it never felt as though l was giving...