Ten years ago I was in South Africa, a hot, dry African summer, when we opened the swimming pool for the panting kids and tried to walk between the buildings in the patches of shade. I was young. Young in the passionate, idealistic, oh-so-naive but so earnest way. I’d emailed a children’s home with a…
A friend told me yesterday that her new year’s resolution is not to complain about the weather. It’s not easy to do in Luxembourg in Winter. The days have been grey and gloomy the last few weeks, the sun only breaking through the clouds for about half an hour. It rains, it drizzles, and the…
Important note: every woman’s response, every couple’s response, to a miscarriage is intensely personal and unique to them. So some of what I write here will not be true for you, some may even have been the opposite. But the topic of miscarriage is so rarely discussed that I wanted to start this conversation, so…
Brave had such a profound impact on me during 2013, that is was nearly a given that I’d choose to repeat this new practise – choose a word, just one word, that I can anchor myself around this year, that will orient my steps and my thoughts and my decisions. I like lists too. A…
I’m a huge lover of traditions, of all shapes and sizes. I read church liturgy and thumb through books on the lives of saints with interest. I am inspired by stories of friends celebrating the solstices and equinox days, marking the changing seasons. I eagerly learn about Buddhist prayer flags, and how Jews celebrate the…
It was a few days into the new year that I decided to jump on the one word idea and make it mine. I’d been making lists for a few years but I sat that first week of January with a blank piece of paper, with little idea of what goals to fix because I…
