A Dying Art

Disney’s Belle is one of the best fictional bookworms around. When the Beast gives Belle her very own key to his magnificent library, cream-coloured double doors open to showcase paintings, a writing desk, a spectacular fireplace, spiral staircases, floor rugs, and some reading chairs on the colourful ceramic floor. But most importantly, the walls are…

Escape

The tougher life gets, the more I tend to daydream of escaping. The dictionary tells me the definition of escape is: “to get free from something”. We press the key on our computer keyboards which allows us to leave our current screen.  We interrupt a process by pressing the “esc” key. I wish it was…

Road Closed

On a rainy summer’s day, my mum used to send us children to the attic. As an adult I now understand why. Ours was a small cottage, and we must have added considerably to the indoor noise levels. We climbed the steep narrow staircase, one of us followed by the other, all the way up….

Keep Calm

Have you ever had a fear that you find hard to put into words? Do you sometimes think that the moment you give it power by acknowledging it, it might come true? So, you hide it, in the recesses of your mind and try your best not to give it validity. I have such a…

Kintsugi

Kintsugi is a 15th-Century Japanese practise of repairing broken pottery and transforming it into a new work of art with gold. The name of the technique comes from the words “kin” (golden) and “tsugi” (joinery), which translates to “golden repair”, “mended with gold” or “to join with gold”. There is a powerful message behind Kintsugi….

This Moment

I got up before sunrise and hurried out the door. I could hear the birds; they sounded way chirpier than I felt. My mum is having surgery, so I am keeping dad company today. I made us some morning porridge, a cup of chai for me and a cup of coffee for dad. We sat…

Life Defining Moments

There are certain events that get burned into our memory, so totally, that no matter how much time passes, it feels like it only happened yesterday. It was a Friday evening and mid-winter. Although I had only just finished eating dinner, it was already dark outside. I was alone at home. My husband had taken…

His Eye is on the Sparrow

Early June this year, my husband Peter and I dropped into a corner café in the middle of the city. I took the table inside next to the window, while Peter went to order. I watched the last of the autumn leaves dancing in the wind, while passers by wrapped their scarves around them a…

Something to Smile About

What makes you smile? When you go about your everyday life, of visiting a supermarket, or driving a car, what makes you smile? Do you notice those small little details in your day, or do you rush past them, missing the very essence of the day? Children tend to make me smile. Today I was…

The Anchor Holds

Have you ever had a season in your life when a wave of adversity hits? It sweeps you into its current with full force and removes all sense of normality. It has no mercy. Rough, threatening waters with violent motion surround you. The ship of your life is tossed around like a toy in rough…