“The true measure of any society can be found in how it treats its most vulnerable members” – Mahatma Gandhi
I’ve never been to a protest in my life. I’m a stay-at-home, read books about the issues, extreme introvert kind of person….
I’m walking through the park on what a weather person (or someone British) would probably call ‘a glorious day’. 22 degrees in September. It’s peaceful. It’s calm. People are variously dotted on the lush rolling lawns and reading quietly under the shade of mighty oaks. And I suddenly find myself crying. We get this day…
Your worst fear is true: you’re a bit of a mess. But guess what? We’re all messes and it’s fine
We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing – George Bernard Shaw
Our lives have slowly moved up our bodies so that we now live completely in our heads
“We made the buttons on the screen look so good you’ll want to lick them.” – Steve Jobs
Let yourself be a kid again
Leave your habitual thoughts behind. Go on an adventure.
Knowing yourself in one context doesn’t mean knowing yourself in another