in the absence of seeing family this christmas - and all year - my sister gifted me a doily made by my great-grandmother. it reminded me of the importance of little things, and that in the pursuit of 'the big thing' i'd lost track of what really matters.
watching this year's crowd free covid era french open reminded me of the power of the energy we put out into the world, individually, and collectively. read on to discover the leap from watching a little tennis to the importance of bonne énergie x
for a brief moment i consider how nice it would be to have my cat rupert's life. devoid of to do list's, money worries, a fear of bad people and worse pandemics. just a daily ritual of sunshine, cuddles, catch n play, sleep and food. but at what cost? a little post to put a pep in your step (it put a rocket in mine!) x
I had to run an errand in iso so I put on some cool new trousers I'd been really wanting to wear, with a tee and flat ankle boots ... and felt ridiculous. Anything other than a tee + leggings just feels way too dressed up for iso life. it made me think - do i get dressed for myself or for others?