I’m fifty posts in now. I remember distinctly what it felt like to set up this website and start writing. What made me finally do it?
The very definition of ‘cool’ is what we were taught to aspire to when we were young: nonchalant, uncommitted, critical. Icy, literally.
We'll always be looking ahead longingly, until we're looking back wistfully.
In 2009, I thought I was told to go to Uganda by God. Luckily, I really wanted to go.
“Perhaps the secret of living well is not in having all the answers, but in pursuing unanswerable questions in good company.” - Rachel Naomi Remen
I thought I'd left Frost's poem behind, but he had maintained his grip on me all these years. Recently I was chatting about what the future looks like with my counsellor Toni, when she asked, “What are you scared of?”
These lines sit in the back pocket of my diary, and I pull them out when I need some grounding. When the achievement means more than who I am becoming as I work towards the goal. When I get a head full of self-importance and how I treat those around me suffers.
There is a shift that must take place in between when we realise that we’ve got something of value to share with another, and when we have the confidence to act on it.