The juxtaposition of unconditional love is perfectly embodied by a rose.

Delicately thorny; peacefully chaotic; softly scarring.

— The Rogue Aquarian

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  • Summer Sun

    As soon as the intense summer sun emerges, I want to expose every skin cell on my body and succumb to the dancing rays. Don’t we all? The predictability of human nature is deceptively dangerous. As the sun rises to its prime in the midday sky, a grin delicately slides across my face. The sun…

  • Do I see myself as a leader?

    No. And part of me thinks this is a trait that may make a good leader… I find good leaders to think of all perspectives in the group, rather than themselves. Good leaders think of the benefit for the majority. I would get stressed trying to please everyone, but would likely make fair and honest…

  • My Ideal Home?

    It is full of peace, warmth and love. I love open, minimalistic spaces. I like to have a clean space, lit by scented candles & fairy lights. I like the temperature to be quite warm. I like house plants to inject life into various corners. No egg-shells here. Open conversations, sheer vulnerability. I like my…

  • The last thing I searched for online? A book called Anchored by Deb Dana.

    It was recommended by a therapist, so I can learn about regulating my nervous system following trauma. I’ve always struggled to read, however. Ironic, I know, given I’m writing a blog.

  • What brings a tear of joy to my eye? Animals.

    To me, animals are precious beings. I find their souls pure; they do not manipulate. If they feel fear, they attack. If they feel safe, they cuddle up. They are beautiful creatures that I feel protective over. My dog has so much love to give, and we have an indescribable bond. They protect us, and…

  • Absent Apologies: Unacknowledged Storms

    It is estimated that only 1 in 10,000 wild oysters is harbouring a pearl. Oysters inhabit an array of habitats, includingshallow coastal waters. When a foreign body or parasite enters their shell, it causes irritation. They then secrete a substance called nacre (nay-ker), which wraps around the foreign body, and over time this grows to…

    Absent Apologies: Unacknowledged Storms
  • I tell my dog ‘good night my love, sleep well’ and give her a kiss.

    She sleeps on the pillow next to me, and it’s a great comfort. As someone who had an isolated childhood, no one told me good night. No one called me ‘my love’. No one told me to sleep well. It’s healing to give my dog the love I always wanted. And over time, little by…

  • My favourite time of the day is 6.45am.

    Typically, I’m up and on my way to my favourite coffee shop to make my first attempt of the day to turn my blood into caffeine. Sadly, it’s never quite fully worked out. But I enjoy listening to the birds as they wake, and moving around a busy city whilst most are still asleep. As…

  • The Weather is Bipolar.

    Our Planet Earth. The planet that hosts life, providing air for us to breathe, nutrients for us to eat, and a climate perfect for us to thrive. Crude oil forms over millions of years in the lower mantle, trapping and sealing carbon. Storing carbon beneath Earth’s crust forms part of The Carbon Cycle, and helps…

    The Weather is Bipolar.
  • What do I enjoy most about writing? The catharsis.

    At times I feel stuck in an emotional situation with another person. When I find a metaphor to frame the experience, I feel understood and validated. I enjoy allowing the metaphor to flow through my fingers and take twists and turns. I enjoy feeling like others may benefit from the same metaphor, and may be…