I HAVE PLANTED YOU A WILDFLOWER MEADOW

let's jiggle things around a little bit

It’s almost a year since I started writing these newsletters. I say almost a year, the official anniversary will be the 4th of January but the time between now and then will fly by. It always does. A kaleidoscopic blur of arms round shoulders and fizzy flutes kissing in the middle of the table.
It goes; my birthday, my brother’s birthday, Christmas parties, Christmas Day, New Years Eve, New Year’s Day and then before you know it we’re starting all over again.

In the almost year that I’ve been writing, I have been lucky enough to receive the most gorgeous messages about ways in which my ramblings have inspired people to put pen to paper themselves. They are undoubtedly my favourite things to read and the main reason I keep writing on the days when creativity evades me, like a song I can almost remember but can’t quite sing along to. It is a gentle reminder of why I started this in the first place.

Sorry are we all obsessed with that emoji or just me?

In response to this wonderful feedback, I wanted to change the shape of this space a little bit, to move the furniture around so that instead of my desk taking up the most floorspace, we can all sit and write together.
So, from now on, every other week, the newsletter will feature a new poem alongside a writing prompts inspired by its themes. A gentle, creative invitation toward your own practice, a spark to help you start (or continue) putting your own thoughts, memories, and feelings into words.

Just as your messages inspire me to keep going, I hope this newsletter gives you a little extra encouragement to capture whatever is stirring in your heart.
Whether you write for a living or you’ve never written anything before, I hope these prompts will act as an invitation to slow down, to notice the details and put them into something uniquely yours.

So here we go.

After this week’s news, I have found myself reflecting on the importance of positivity, love, and kindness. It’s easy to become consumed by the noise and the overwhelm and the chaos of it all. It’s heavy.
I strongly believe in the quiet power of small moments, simple acts of love, and the unshakable beauty that can still be found when we choose to nurture hope, compassion, and connection.
I wanted to share a new poem I’ve written that - I hope - reminds us of the goodness we still have to give.