Each day, we rise — not with fireworks, but with small, sacred acts.
We take a photo.
We draw a simple line, a sketch that feels like a whisper from our inner world.
We sit on the earth and listen to the birds as if they’re singing just for us.
We try a humble new recipe.
We fill a bag with foraged nettles and cook them with care, like our grandmothers once did.
We speak to someone new — someone who gets it, who’s walked through fire too, and who sees you more clearly than old friends who’ve known you longer, but not deeper.
And in those ordinary, extraordinary moments, you rise — again and again.
Just like the phoenix. Bit by bit. With quiet courage.
A week in snippets… Glimpses of simple joys. Those fleeting moments when time disappears —when a ray of sunlight catches your skin, when the sound of laughter or birdsong fills your chest with warmth.
I invite you to notice them. To gather these moments like colourful leaves, soft petals, or scribbled notes in the margins of your day. Let them become your collection of quiet treasures — ready to be held, ready to be remembered, ready to be celebrated.
Sometimes life feels overwhelming doesn’t it? Shadows from the past creep in, and before we know it, we’re reacting in ways that feel all too familiar — old patterns resurfacing like echoes. But then, something shifts. One day, we whisper, no more. And even in a whisper, those words hold power.
They become a gentle but firm line in the sand — a turning point. That no more helps us see the light again. It steadies us. It awakens the quiet warrior within.
Today, a short walk in the woods reminded me of that truth. The stillness made me pause and write: Trust your inner light — it’s wiser than doubt, and it remembers the path when you feel lost.
One slow, steady step at a time, you are already finding your way back — toward strength, clarity, and a more fulfilled you.
Intuitive Drawing — What is that, you might ask? For me, it’s simply about following the lines and seeing where they want to go—what they want to reveal. In my first self-published creativity workbook, I encouraged readers to use their imagination and finish the lines themselves. There’s no need to start with a big idea—just begin by making marks, adding to what’s already there. It’s still, in my opinion, one of the best ways to start your creative journey—or to keep going and build confidence along the way. If you want your own copy please visit Amazon
Went into the woods today, seeking clarity and peace To my surprise, I found myself drawing—circles, symbols of closure and new beginnings. It felt good, you know?Grounding.
Savouring 15 minutes with my juicy pens — a little moment to rest and soak in the vibrant colours. I adore round glasses, and it was such fun to see them appear playfully on the page!
Years ago, I stumbled upon something extraordinary—Touch Drawing.An intuitive, almost shamanic form of self-expression, it involves nothing more than your fingertips, a sheet of acetate, and a tube of oil paint. It bypasses the mind and flows straight from the soul.
This image is the only one I have left from that deeply transformative time—and yet it holds so much. If you’ve never tried it, I wholeheartedly recommend giving it a go. It’s raw, freeing, and profoundly healing.
Today, I gave myself permission to go to the woods, walk barefoot and feel the raw soul of the earth beneath me.
I sat on the grass, beside the anemones and bluebells, listening to the birds — each one doing what they do best… talking to each other.
I was still, with only my journal and a pen in hand.
And it felt… right.
Sometimes we turn our pain into art
Our sorrow into service”
Six years ago, around this very time in April, I held my first solo exhibition in a charming little gallery in Rottingdean. It followed a deeply traumatic period in my life—something I’ll share more about soon. This painting, one of those sold during the exhibition, remains very dear to my heart. I still hold the hope that it continues to bring light and joy to its new owners, just as it once did to me.
Sometimes I feel overwhelmed. So much to sort out. So much to worry about. This is when I remind myself and it might resonate with you too that
You don’t need to climb the whole mountain today. Just pick one flower on the path and carry it with you. Breathe girl! Breathe!
Until next time, be well!
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I’m truly grateful you’re part of this journey. May your days be filled with light, inspiration, and moments of peace.
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Trauma shapes the way we approach life as a whole, especially work. Reflecting on her experience, in Romania, Martha remembers that “work was my sacred space—a refuge where I found appreciation, community, and joy, even in exchange for long hours and hard work”.
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