What do I have here? This girl, armed with a pen and a notebook, defiance and vulnerability, an idea and a song. What do I have, when all else is stripped away – shaving down piles of consumerism, trinkets and toys. A layer, as I sit, surrounds me in an orbit of products, collections, the… Read More What do I have?
It’s spring! Finally! And along with the better weather and hints of warmth appearing in the longer days, I seem to have woken from the sluggishness of winter along with the season. Feeling more ‘spring-like’ means I’ve been looking at life with new eyes…and along with that, comes the inevitable feeling to declutter again. Since… Read More Clearing out – Spring Decluttering
It’s hard to quit that shopping thing. To walk out, willingly, and detach ourselves from the main principle underlying our society, rejecting the status quo and creating a new normal for ourselves It sounds far-fetched, even radical. Is this what we’re doing when we start to embrace minimalism? To an extent, I believe it is.… Read More Shopping for Comfort
So, decluttering. Becoming a minimalist. Simplifying. The minimal movement is becoming more and more popular, as we begin to feel the effects of ‘peak stuff‘ and yearn for something more than another shopping trip, another credit card bill. Minimalism, with its image of empty, shiny counter-tops, statement art pieces in downsized lofts, less expenditure and… Read More Replace – minimalism beyond the ‘clear-out’
Recently, Catherine at The Midlands Minimalist wrote an amazing post that really got me thinking. When we purchase an item, we think in terms of money, of expense. But what is easily overlooked is the inherent value of the item in real terms. What really interested me about the post was the idea of… Read More The Life Energy Experiment – value in different terms
Time moves forwards, as do we, sometimes looking back, but forever eternally moving on and on. It is a healer, a cliché, an enemy, a friend. Time is a tool, an usurper, a disguise. In the moment, time can be hated and loved, derided or respected. The passage of time can break and heal and… Read More Arrows
I sometimes feel a thousand years displaced, an ache for a time, an unimaginable silence. Countless trees blanket hills, a fresh chill shimmering in the air and a life governed by respect and awe for the land from which we came. A thousand years of lost synergy, a pulse of forgotten heartbeats but a spirit… Read More A thousand years