Poetry Collection: Shackles & Scissors

At the end of last year, I wrote a little poetry collection called Shackles and Scissors. I hesitated before deciding to share this collection because it is always daunting putting your creative work out into the world, especially when it’s close to your heart, as these poems are. I put a lot of (quite real) sweat and tears into these poems, wanting to capture the rawness of loss in a way that not only speaks truthfully to my own life but to others’ as well.  

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Already I look back at some of these poems and cringe, because they’ll always be works in progress to me, but eventually you have to let go of your darlings, and I think a little imperfection is what makes poetry so human. 

Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I tortured writing it!  

The link to the collection, again:  Shackles and Scissors

2017 Highlights & New Year Realness

2017 has been one of the most difficult years of my life, but equally the most transformative and rewarding. It was a year in which my sense of self was knocked down again and again, but in these moments of uncertainty and loss I learnt more about myself than ever before and grew exponentially in the process.

I went from struggling to find the beauty and motivation in the everyday to revelling in it. Losing my sense of comfort in how I understand the world (and myself) forced me to re-evaluate my priorities and learn to cherish and prioritise what really matters to me.

Before I talk about what I have learnt from 2017 I wanted to share some highlights of my year:

  • I had incredible experiences travelling to Florence, Montreal and Tilburg in the Netherlands for the first time

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Baby, it’s cold outside

As stressful as the run-up to the holidays can be, I love this time of the year – bundling up in the cold weather, baking cookies, putting up the Christmas tree and decorations, having cosy evenings with friends and family, going to festive balls and markets, walking in crisp starry nights. I can’t help feel the magic in the air – it brings out my inner child (to the amusement and mild annoyance of everyone I know)! Here are a few photos of Christmas in my home:

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