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Life moves at breakneck speed, our to-do lists keep us running constantly, and time is fleeting – at least, that is what it seems! But what if we stopped for a moment? What if we just stopped and noticed the sweetness all around us – the sweetness that’s always here, just waiting for us to give it our attention?
The kiss of rain, the song of a bird, the fresh scent of blossoms that opened overnight…
It’s the hummingbird sampling the sweet nectar of a flower, the bee so covered in pollen that it can barely fly, and the miraculous snail slowly crossing our path, saying: Don’t miss it – this is real life, happening now, and it is so beautiful!
And what if, day by day, we collected these golden moments and strung them on a golden thread, pearl by pearl, drop by drop? What if we followed them like breadcrumbs – to no planned destination, but into pure wonderment itself?
That is what Follow the Sweetness is about – it is an adventure into the sweetness, anywhere and everywhere we can find it – just stopping to taste the moment, to savour the sweet nectar of life.
Follow me as I follow it, and I shall follow you as you follow it, too – and before long, we’ll have an exquisite tapestry – a vast ocean of sweetness – to fill our hearts and nourish ourselves on those days when we need it most.
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The Sweetest Thing
In the daytime, she’s all GO – from the moment she wakes to the moment she goes to bed – flying, exploring, playing, & vocalizing – she’s gotta let the whole world know she’s alive! She’s a sweet little handful, & sometimes I struggle just to keep up with her. But at night, in the dark, she becomes another creature. She fluffs out all her feathers and crunches her beak in pure contentment before she finally tucks her head under … Read More
Fear of Starting
I have drawers full of notebooks, beautiful notebooks – with leather-bound covers, colourful covers, covers with intricate designs – all empty. I find them in shops, order them online, even make them myself, & how I enjoy collecting them, dreaming of all the perfect things I will one day write & draw in them – but that’s just it: “one day” never comes. Whenever I open to that first page, pen in hand, I freeze. That blank white page, so … Read More