Meet Pickles. Our catto for the next couple of weeks. ❤️ She’s cute and fluffy and apparently never lets anyone stroke her. The first time she saw me she came right up to me, meowed and demanded some strokes. Yay!

I was Fierce

Today was one of those perfect days where everything flowed and reset. I had an amazing, colourful breakfast followed by two chocolate bars. I watched some giggly episodes of Life in Pieces, my zany, surrogate family on the road. I played harp on the lawn in the dappled sunlight surrounded by trees and expanse and later on got complimented in the hotel corridor for my music. I met the local cat, twice, who joined me for lap time on a deckchair. He was silky with the whitest whiskers and the sweetest nature. I celebrated being able to get out of said deckchair. Hooray!

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This is the face of someone who feels as free as a bird now, who is grateful to have learnt many lessons this week, who has bought two pineapple muffins with butter icing on top and who is staying in a spa hotel tonight with no responsibility except to relax, swim and steam.

Being a Grown Up

19: Happy Autumn Equinox! I talk about vulnerability, strength, keeping on moving and staying bright.

Cover song - Hearts and Flowers - Lamb

If I didn’t know she was a sweet, soft little baby catto, with a tiny high-pitched meow, I’d actually be quite concerned about her prowling towards me at this point. She looks as fierce as a dragon.

Mountain Lion

18: I pick a medicine card from a deck created by Jamie Sams and David Carson. I pick Mountain Lion and read what it says about this animal totem.

I’m not at my best. But I’m still out there kicking my own ass, dancing hard and making sure I push past all the excuses to get myself moving. I refuse to be beaten. I will get better. This will pass. Raaaaaaah.

Dancing in the Face of Adversity

17: I danced this evening. First time properly in a few days. I needed to know I could conquer my body. I needed to know I could dance through the pain. Here I talk about what went on during that epic dance. I’m a tiny bit spacey.

The Torment of Psychosomatic Pain

16: Today I talk about a psychosomatic illness I’ve given myself and how I’ve been dealing with it the last few days. And why it’s even here in the first place.

Cover song - Sia - Breathe

Call me Miss Decadence today. Treats are well and truly happening! This was a scrumptious layered lemon cake…moist, creamy, tangy. The one shot cappuccino was soft and chocolatey. The place Bread-Source was peaceful, simple, Nordic and calm. I sat in the garden. Bliss.

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Strangers Coffee Shop, Norwich. Edgy cool cafe. I sat outside as it’s tiny. One of those cafes which feels super serious about coffee. Great foam art. Very strong cappuccino for me. I must remember to ask for one shot. Carrot cake - top notch. Yum.