Category Archives: Soapbox

Yoga vs White Supremacy (30 Days, Day 9)

I have yoga’d again this eve, but my heart wasn’t in it. I could not centre myself, or remain present in the moment. I could not force myself to hold the downward facing dog with my head dangling and the … Continue reading

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Pastures New

Hi all you patient followers of my long silent blog! It’s been 2 years of turmoil since I last posted. I’ve moved house three times, believed I’d found love twice, landed my dream job and turned it down (I’m still … Continue reading

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Desperate Times

Yesterday I woke up and realised that I was tired of complaining. I made a snap decision: no more negativity. No whinging. It was going pretty well until I wandered into the kitchen half an hour later and saw one … Continue reading

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‘If nothing ever changed, there’d be no butterflies’

I went on holiday recently, and being the terrible caregiver that I am, completely forgot to do anything about my plants. I don’t know any of my neighbours so noone was going to come in and water them. I’d meant … Continue reading

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Global Villagers and the Greetings Conundrum

I’ve always been a fairly ‘no contact’ kind of person. Which is fine, because I’m British. I’m allowed to keep a reasonable amount of distance between my body and everybody else’s; it’s a part of my culture. When I meet … Continue reading

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The End of the World As We Know It

I’ve been on two little outings this week that I thought were worth a mention, The two are unrelated, but can be tenuously linked under a sort of apocalyptic theme…

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To Battersea and Beyond!

Once the initial euphoria of my move to the big smoke had worn off, I have to admit to finding myself feeling a little down in the dumps. I’ve been used to working pretty much every hour possible, which really … Continue reading

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