My home is my haven: an ode to woollen blankets, beeswax candles, glossy plants, locally-roasted coffee and home-baked cake. But I often forget that drawing my comfort zone too close can be cloyingly claustrophobic.
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I started to search for activities I could do outside that didn’t exert too much physical energy but kept me busy enough so I wouldn’t go stir crazy. We had one unused raised bed in the garden; I claimed it as my own.
Each evening I write makes easier to write the next night. This beginning is often where we get stalled. This is easier for me lately, as I have the silent night to hold this sacred space for me. I have nowhere else to be.
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Joy, Morning joy, I’m always up before the birds and the sun, Always been a morning person, Partly due to a strategy developed in my early twenties, To hit the deck as soon as my eyes opened, In order to avoid falling into the depressive abyss.
I often lived inside of