Let’s plant greens instead of gravestones for a greener remembrance.
The other day as I was talking to someone, I started thinking about the way we bury and honour our loved ones who had passed on. Ever since cremation became the most common method, the easiest solution has been to…
It’s OK to be bad at creative endeavours if they make you happy and it’s equally OK to recognise if they don’t.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I’m really not a video person and if you’ve ever checked out my YouTube channel, it shows. …
An old, time-worn, plushy comfortable armchair beneath me. Gauzy white, insubstantial curtains flapping in the wind, violently dancing like delicate faeries on the breeze. There’s a certain quality to their movements and I can tell they’re out for blood.
The wind is howling round the corners of my old rickety…
Stop, drop and roll,
you’ve got a phone call!
Ping, ring, blink,
notifications, altercations, email communications.
I’m so connected I’m disconnected and my toilet is a network hub.
My mind loves the noise and virtual people,
online meetings and internet drama conceit.
Just like the worst and best candy your brain will ever eat.
Choose silence. Choose life.
Just wait till you grow up, they said.
Things will make sense, you’ll see.
Go to work and drown in a coffee cup, they say now.
I wish I was still a child, clueless and free.
But now the world’s gone mad,
they’re killing the trees and saving the bees,
and they’re taking out my wisdom teeth,
because they’re so wise they grow sideways.
I’d like a little less wisdom with my coffee today, please.
Fluffy socks, a cup of tea and a warm blanket.
So little, but so much.
A kind word, a friendly smile, a touch of love.
Fresh coffee, a crisp towel and a sprig of lavender.
Creature comforts = comfortable creatures.
Happy creatures, happy life.
Empty hallways, empty workspace, empty pubs.
Empty wallets, empty hopes, empty gloomy winter days.
A dash of spring, a white glimpse of first snowdrops.
The sun is out, but the people are still in hiding.
Here’s something that has been pissing me off for a while now — and yes, I just noticed that I tend to start my sustainability posts with a bit of a rant, so apparently if you want to push my buttons, ask me about green energy production. …
Imagine yourself walking down a bright, too cheerful turquoise corridor. It’s wide and it’s oddly boxy, as if the walls and the ceiling were perfectly, sharply perpendicular to each other in a way that defies imagination.
Imagine your steps echoing off the perfectly smooth turquoise walls with an odd, too…
Ever since December started, we’ve all been bombarded with “a year in review”, “the positive things of 2020”, “let’s focus on the bright side” or even “how 2020 was in fact the best year of our lives” posts online. While December is always the time for looking back and reviewing…