I woke this morning, on Christmas Eve, feeling like I was on the cusp of my own rebirth. I have only just started to appreciate the extent to which the last month has drained me, physically and energetically. But it has been an important month of lessons, learning, and growth. When faced with challenges, itContinue reading “Rebirth”
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Jungle living: riding the winds of change
I settle down to write this on a cool, drizzly morning over on Costa Rica’s Caribbean coast. It’s been months since I last posted; I’ve returned from Europe, and the time has passed in a blurry whirlwind, in which I feel I’ve lived 10 lifetimes. Last week I finalised my first non-legal article for a properContinue reading “Jungle living: riding the winds of change”
A wonderland of topsy turvy norms, and a warped surrealist painting
It’s stupid o’clock in the night when I start to write this post. I’m not suffering so much from jet lag, as from a kind of social adjustment problem. My bubble has burst. My seven month bubble in a tropical haven, a Wonderland beyond Alice’s wildest dreams, where we danced round bonfires to the beatContinue reading “A wonderland of topsy turvy norms, and a warped surrealist painting”