I've been to lots of mindfulness sessions, and somehow whenever I'm supposed to be lying on a beach, relaxing and feeling the warmth of the sun, something random will arrive in the sky, a giant fly, or a thought reminding me that's it is, in fact, raining, and I need to bring the washing in. … Continue reading Mindfulness sketching
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Three in a bed…
I've become rather familiar with my bedside cabinet from many nights with my face pressed against its cold smoothness. It provides some surety that I won't end up tumbling out of the bed during the night. 'You'll miss him when he stops' is my familiar refrain to hubs when he complains about our five-year-old coming … Continue reading Three in a bed…
The House with the Blue Door 