That boat was in the still waters. Floating and not going anywhere. The moorings I knew I left behind me could barely be seen...

I can only work with Fools.

if only...

finito fertig done

On connecting, reconciling and integrating.

Can I fall in love with my Dead End?

All at once, and it feels perfect!

When you know it's time to go.

When you know that change is coming because you say it so!

Non-identify with anxiety and listening to the Inner Voice

Ideas for artist dates!

The Universe is amazing and I am in awe

What kind of life do I want? March ahead or settle?

Week 3 ending and Week 4 beginning and I don't know where I am going...

Love, drumming and postcards!

When my brain switches off and change does not happen.

Dedicating the Month of August to Love.

In a previous post, I wrote about stripping myself bare of all other identities and labelling: no more wife, daughter, girlfriend, student..

It took me 20 years from Vernasso to Damascus.

Week 01 : Recovering a Sense of Safety