Archive for January 2012

the place

January 31, 2012

The twinkling fairy lights in the bay window, are such a welcome sight on this frosty Cotswolds morning. As I walk in my eye is drawn to the floor: a crazy mash-up-mosaic of different coloured tiles, it contrasts with the calm white walls and the occasional framed picture or photograph. Hanging in the eves of […]

the furry drunken sailor

January 25, 2012

The purring starts as soon as she is within sight of a person. She sleeps on her back with all paws skyward. She likes to lick tissue paper. And get into bags, cupboards, drawers. When we open the blinds in the morning she rushes up with purrs and mews as if we somehow turn on the […]

through the looking glass

January 21, 2012

The thing that happened last weekend, somewhere between the smudging of sage and the juicing of kale, was that I remembered myself. On Sunday morning I went out to get the papers and took a slow drive through frosted country lanes to Cirencester: no deadlines, both phones were unblinking with no-reminders, no expectations, no to-do […]

connected

January 16, 2012

Turns out three days and nights with mah sistas in a stone cottage in the Cotswolds, is like ten years of therapy. And from beyond the intellect, beautiful Love comes dragging her skirts, a cup of wine in her hand ~ Rumi

i think my spirit animal got run over by a car*

January 08, 2012

Dearest bloggy readers, I ♥ you. Thanks for taking the time to comment or tweet or email or facebook and say ‘me too’. It seems the last few months of twenty-eleven were really HARD for loads of people. This being all growed up shit can be just so full of blergh, right? I feel completely ill-equipped much […]

just breathe

January 04, 2012

I can’t think of my word. I feel as though I am made of glass. The world feels too big and too loud. I am scared at how scared I feel. I wanted a clean-slate, a fresh-start, a do-over, but I feel like I am back in the hole. I can’t sleep. My dreams leave […]