Recognising that I’m in that odd in-between phase (especially in London) in which I am no longer like most of my friends and the folks I grew up with (I don’t drink, I no longer smoke, etc) but I am also not yet like the people I’m likely to end up with (I don’t own my own home, my business is in its infancy, my practice isn’t so established, etc), and I’m choosing to be gentle with myself while this period is a little isolating, during which I am discovering all these new interests and new routines and new habits. It’s fun and fulfilling, for sure, but my friends and family are almost like strangers at times.

the best thing you can find online is great reason to go offline

to go Japan again for my birthday or to be financially responsible and getaway in Europe, like Italy (another great love of mine)? I like the idea of spending a 4th birthday in a row in Japan and I also like the idea of flights that don’t cost a fortune.

I’ve come to realise that adulthood is a delicate balancing of grief and grieving, against the counterweight of love and living our most precious lives possible; and those weights that are always sitting on us are either encouraging us to stretch and grow to new and better and greater, or forcing us to shrink and constrict to old, destructive, wasteful ways. But no judgement, I get it, because the gravity of loss can be unbearable at times. Still I hope for and look forward to more moments in life where we do rise, we do reach for more, we are committing to courage and love and learning. Because that’s where the magic is actually happening.