Finding my Voice 2

Finding My Voice

Each spring when the sap begins to rise in the trees and in my bones, I write down an intention for the year ahead. This year my intention was to ‘Share my Voice’. I hadn’t been writing as much as I used to, or as much as I like to, and I was becoming grumpy and cantankerous as a result.

But to share my voice, I had to find it. As so much in my life had changed, I wasn’t really sure what it was, that I wanted to write about.

Meeting My Muse - Canva Graphic

Meeting My Muse

I have been putting pen to paper for a long time, I have written articles, poetry and even a book, and yet I had no recollection of ever meeting my Muse.

So I went to meet her.

Before she introduced herself to me and made herself visible, she brought me back to my mum’s kitchen where I was making chocolate biscuits. I loved cooking and baking as a child and my mum would let us experiment freely in the kitchen, it was bliss.

grown up colouring books

The Perfection of Imperfection

Did you enjoy colouring books as a child? I loved them! Even now when I am with my nieces and nephews you will most likely find me curled up with crayons, coloured pencils and markers, a stack of colouring books and a happy smile on my face.