Here’s a Spotify playlist I’ve been enjoying all morning as I make myself ready for the return to the UK. I am a mess of sniffles and silent tears at the Newark airport. Joni Mitchell’s Chelsea Morning floods into my ears: “if only you will staaaaay!” And I’m a puddle. I have hugged easily 100 … More Leaving New York
Woke up around 3am this morning after a mediocre sleep. Yesterday was a full day, with family and the inner tribe swallowing up the entire day, leaving me with a sense of panic about all the things that need to be done before I fly out on my swan song world tour for 2019. I am … More Doom Without Gloom
Before I start this conversation, I need to make it absolutely crystal clear that I’m open to finding a(nother) penguin and settling back into traditional domestic bliss one day. When the kids and companies have grown up, I plan a quiet life of travel and family, returning to some remote part of New Zealand sporadically … More Being Single Doesn’t Seem to Suck
I find it quite impossible to put into words, just how floored I am by the strength of many of the people (particurly women, there, I said it!) I am blessed to know. They keep going through all manner of personal and professional struggles, melee, and storm. And I’m genuinely bothered when I think … More Be Your Own Hero
That was a fantastic weekend. I have been reminded that I am surrounded by glorious goddesses, genuine activists, humble geniuses, and generally just good human beings. It’s nice to have a long run of being pleasantly surprised by the people with whom you choose to spend time. It has gotten me feeling proper chuffed with … More A Very A-muse-ing Sunday Afternoon
My son and I were discussing the crippling guilt and shame we feel a lot of the time, over some sushi at our local mall. We are both kept awake worrying that we’ve done or said things to hurt people. He piped up with the comment, “The golden rule tells us to do unto others, … More It’s A Shame
There’s seemingly no rhyme or reason to most things. How can a small-town freak from nowhere Alberta be at an amazing women’s retreat in the Dominican Republic, surrounded by some gloriously diverse and palpably powerful women from New York? How can this be happening to one person, while others are at bedside vigils for children, … More A Journey to (and from) Casa Diana in the Dominican Republic… Guided Meditation
The Sunday before last, we got kidnapped. It was perfection. Emily, or Aunty Emily as she is known to the four Hobbit children is here in Auckland for work from Christchurch. It’s been months since we have seen her, and she called me a few days ago and suggested the abduction without actually telling me … More Bashing the Blues in the Beautiful NZ Bush
To say it is nice to be in bed with my beautiful boys (eldest and youngest) watching the Watership Down reboot with the four year old tattooed to me, his head on my chest so he can hear me breathing and his tiny hand resting on my neck as he has done since he was … More Happy at Home
