Lately I have been thinking about happiness and what it really is more than usual, and I think I have acquired a new perspective on it. Here's what I found. We've all probably heard the phrase: "Fake it 'till you make it". Now, I admit I'm not the biggest fan of it. I don't think… Continue reading Happiness
Why does it take so much For me not to see you To turn away To run Then you look at me and shivers rush down my spine And I fear your words so I escape before you can speak The law of attraction is a cruel one Sometimes we long for those we cannot… Continue reading Outlandish, pt.2
Yesterday after work I decided to go for an evening walk around Arthur's Seat. If you don't know what Arthur's Seat is, it's a mountain formed from an extinct volcano, located in Edinburgh and surrounded by beautiful Holyrood Park with many lochs (Scottish for 'lakes') and meadows taking part in the scenery. What makes it… Continue reading Musings and walking around Arthur’s seat
This morning I'm sitting in the airport waiting for my flight back to Edinburgh. I had a lovely - and challenging - two weeks at home and now I'm supposed to be back to living my life in a more stressful, but also rather more exciting way. Getting coffee before a flight is a must… Continue reading Smile.
Since I think most of us need to remember the things that make us happy as frequently as possible, I thought I'd dedicate today's post to my happy place. I have a couple of places scattered around the world which have earned the title 'happy place' for me, but this one really stands out to… Continue reading My happy place
"Take your broken heart and make it into Art". I love this quote. I think I first heard it from Meryl Streep during her Oscars speech this year. She was clearly heartbroken after the recent political events and one particular leader rising to power, and was talking about the role of an artist in these… Continue reading Take your broken heart and make it into Art
I met in you in the middle of my journey Somewhere on the shore of a great green meadow Under the tall pine trees we met There was a hesitation on my part But there was none on yours You taught me I can be enough Just like that, in my little grey dress and… Continue reading under the tall pine trees