I knocked at her hotel door in floods of tears. I had spent the day touring the killing fields and torture centre of Phnom Penh. I thought I’d been doing okay.
I’d come back to the hotel and spoken with my family. I had eaten lunch and washed off the grime from the morning in the pool.
But as I sat in my hotel room vainly trying to read, I discovered an experience like that doesn’t wash off easily.
Continue reading “accept or embrace?”
I’m a people person. I am also an introvert. So I am a one-on-one or small group person. I connect best with genuine deep conversations. I am also empathetic. The result being that I often carry in my mind burdens and problems that aren’t mine to carry.
Today when I was journaling I asked myself the question, ‘What is mine to carry?’ Continue reading “what I carry”
I cleaned the dishwasher.
I know no one will notice, so I have to let you know.
Continue reading “the things that no one notices”
The trouble with choosing faith instead of fear for 2016, is I am saying ‘yes’, to all sorts of new adventures and ideas. To be clear these are things I would never before dreamed of saying ‘yes’ to. Or I would at least take three weeks to agonise over, before hesitantly replying, ‘yes, if you think I’m capable’.
Continue reading “on saying yes, new adventures and being stretched”
Due to the later sunrise in winter, our girls have taken to turning on every light in the house as they come down to our room in the morning. So of late we have awoken to bright light in our eyes, instinctively hiding under the covers from it. Continue reading “on truth, comfort and light”
Dream: a cherished hope, aspiration
I have been thinking a lot about dreams of late. Those desires placed in your heart that take time and effort to come to fruition.
What is a dream exactly? It is nebulous, difficult to quantify. Elusive.
Continue reading “on chasing dreams”