Bullet Journal

This was a ‘where has this been all my life’ moment.   The bullet journal makes my inner perfectionist accept that its OK to not be right the first time, because there is no one template for living life and I can

Bullet Journal

This was a ‘where has this been all my life’ moment.   The bullet journal makes my inner perfectionist accept that its OK to not be right the first time, because there is no one template for living life and I can

Always Wear Your Invisible Crown

Imagine wearing a crown.. What kind of crown would it be? How would it influence your thoughts? How would it make you feel? How would you behave? I was asked these questions by a counsellor. So I imagined wearing a

Always Wear Your Invisible Crown

Imagine wearing a crown.. What kind of crown would it be? How would it influence your thoughts? How would it make you feel? How would you behave? I was asked these questions by a counsellor. So I imagined wearing a

Worth

Self Worth. This one phrase has stuck with me this past year. A good friend told me about a morning she woke with a decision that she was a person that held worth and deserved to be treated better than she

Worth

Self Worth. This one phrase has stuck with me this past year. A good friend told me about a morning she woke with a decision that she was a person that held worth and deserved to be treated better than she

Expat Life

The first night I arrived. I got to my hotel room, put my bags down and stood looking around, holding down anxious thoughts of ‘I’m so far away…What am I doing here?!’ I took each day as it came till

Expat Life

The first night I arrived. I got to my hotel room, put my bags down and stood looking around, holding down anxious thoughts of ‘I’m so far away…What am I doing here?!’ I took each day as it came till

Forget Me Not 

I have always been somewhat of a wall-flower, its a default setting. I find myself watching the world go by. I watched others make friends easily at school as I found myself in the company of the other misfits in

Forget Me Not 

I have always been somewhat of a wall-flower, its a default setting. I find myself watching the world go by. I watched others make friends easily at school as I found myself in the company of the other misfits in

My Sacred Alone

It has been a year, well bit more than a year since I had the intention of blogging my journey to Dubai; whilst it was being written in my head, I lost the actual will to write. Though it has been

My Sacred Alone

It has been a year, well bit more than a year since I had the intention of blogging my journey to Dubai; whilst it was being written in my head, I lost the actual will to write. Though it has been