Pools of Thought

Sometimes my thoughts fall and slip between the cracks in the pavement. Others swoop in the sky like birds, joining other thoughts, spiraling and twirling together, like the dancing murmurations of starlings.

We drank

I've started to really get into poetry, so I hope to share a lot more little scribbles like this in my creativity section.

I grow.

If I'm going to be 'weird' about it then honestly I believe energy runs through me all the damn time, music changes the ebb and flow. It helps me discover something new within myself, it helps magnify emotions and feelings, I am constantly progressing and my music is a large part of who I am.

Choose your energy.

You choose what kind of energy you emit, and you can choose what kind of energy you want to absorb.

I am everything.

Every now and again the world will let you know just where you came from, and where you belong. Your energy will connect with the energy that flows constantly around you, and exchange a flow bigger than usual.

Ocean Secrets

I think sometimes one of the most satisfying things in life is to turn something around, turning something used into something new, something tired into something lively, turning an old painting into a new one.

I train because I care

Never deprive your body of the treatment it deserves, you have all been given a beautiful unique frame and you have all of your life to keep creating and experimenting to fill what you've been given.

Mindlessness & Meditation

I saw meditation as unattractive, I didn't have time for that, I didn't get it. I just thought you sit and breathe. I think I finally understand it and I'd love to let you all know that while it is lovely to sit in a yoga position and hold stones and look all zen, meditation is entirely what you make of it and all about what you feel inside. It's not about what you look like or how big and deep your breathing can be.

Ocean

Watch me take you

Mindflow

I painted it to the smell of fresh coffee from the cafetière, whilst sat on a cool flagstone facing the warm morning sunshine of southern France. The grass was covered in dew and the cool breeze floated through my loose shirt and caressed me.