The beginning and the end. The start and the finish. I have started: Reading Michelle Obama Becoming. It’s been on my shelf for at least a year, and it was probably the ads for her new book which I pass by on my commute that put this book in my mind. I’m enjoying it so… Continue reading Alphas, omegas (48.2022)
Author: michellekstone
Australian-born London-dweller. I love books, travel, my garden, my cat, my husband and sunshine but not necessarily in that order.
Addenda and errata (47.2022)
Live for the moment, they say. Be in the moment. I know this is what meditation is supposed to be all about. Not looking ahead, not looking back, just breathing in the now. I struggle with that. It seems that in the moment I am living now, I am constantly counting time, living in the… Continue reading Addenda and errata (47.2022)
46.2022
It's been a while since I wrote one of my weekly missives. Most weeks recently I just don't have the time, the inspiration or the energy to write something entertaining (for me or for you). I know the idea is you show up, you write and that is the work. But I feel like I've… Continue reading 46.2022
COP 27
I've been following the COP27 meeting in Sharm el Sheikh from a distance. I didn't want to follow the story too closely, being already prone to climate anxiety. I didn't want to see the world's most powerful people patting each other on the back and saying what a good job they were all doing to… Continue reading COP 27
What 31 Days of Yoga taught me
I saw a fundraiser for a charity on Facebook: “Do yoga for 10 minutes a day and help raise money…” I discounted the fundraiser part because it wasn’t a charity I would normally support, but the yoga part - the yoga part interested me. I had been thinking of starting some yoga again. It’s something… Continue reading What 31 Days of Yoga taught me
My mother and the Queen
It feels somewhat synchronous to me, that my mother and the Queen both passed in the same year. The Queen was five years older than my mother, but their birthdays were only three days apart. Both Taurus - I can only vouch for my mother but I'm sure the Queen was also stubborn and determined.… Continue reading My mother and the Queen
Seats for lonely eaters
My new office cafeteria has a number of high bench seats that face the windows. Here you can sit with your back to the cafeteria and look out at the view. But I can’t help thinking how these were labelled in early pictures of the new building: seats for lonely eaters. It was probably a… Continue reading Seats for lonely eaters
What did they say?
“Check your smuggalum,” Your what? It was only when I heard something about “fire”, I realised this was a radio ad recommending we check our smoke alarms. (or smuggalums) to avoid dying in a house fire. Good advice, but why not get someone who can articulate clearly to do the radio voice for something so… Continue reading What did they say?
This is the way
I’ve been talking about it for years and years, Husband has got sick of me talking about it but doing nothing about it. “Just book the bloody thing,” he said, “and then you can stop talking about it.” What am I referring to? The West Highland Way, of course, one of the UK’s more famous… Continue reading This is the way
Stairs
When did I start having a problem with stairs? I don’t mean the being out of breath walking up stairs kind of thing. I mean being unsure of what my feet are doing when going down stairs. There are a lot of stairs on my new commute and (taking heed of the guidance from French… Continue reading Stairs
Tales from Tobhamhor 