claustrophobia – Mr Gibbous and The Wildling

Learning to Live in the Present

“If you are depressed, you are living in the past. If you are anxious, you are living in the future. If you are at peace, you are living in the present.” I used to read words like these as instructions.As if peace was a destination I simply hadn’t worked hard enough to reach yet. StayContinue reading “Learning to Live in the Present”

The Art of Falling in Love with the World

I fall in love often. Not in the way songs or stories tend to tell it — not with grand gestures or sweeping romances — but in quieter, almost imperceptible ways. With places. With fleeting moments. With feelings that pass through me like a breeze. And sometimes, just for a second, with people I’ll neverContinue reading “The Art of Falling in Love with the World”

Right Where You’re Meant to Be

There are seasons in life where it feels like we’re standing still—caught in the quiet weight of regret. We replay decisions, wishing we had chosen differently, walked another path, become someone else. It can feel like we’ve been cheated out of a life that might have been better, fuller, easier. In those moments, we feelContinue reading “Right Where You’re Meant to Be”

Ad astra per aspera: Through adversity to the stars

Here in Melbourne we are still experiencing some of the strictest lockdowns and restrictions internationally. The powers that be keep dangling the carrot in our collective faces that they will be eased soon and to keep the faith, just hold on, we are all in this together, only for it to be extended again andContinue reading “Ad astra per aspera: Through adversity to the stars”

Black cloud of Anxiety

This week has kicked me in the bum, leaving me exhausted in all aspects of my life. Anxiety has taken over my brain and has physically impacted me with feeling sick and unable to keep food down, aches and pains throughout my body, lack of sleep or motivation and the constant feeling of waiting forContinue reading “Black cloud of Anxiety”

A year of claustrophobia

Based in a city that is locked down due to COVID you would assume that feelings of being stuck would be a given. And quite rightly so, not knowing if or when the light at the end of the tunnel will come exacerbates feelings of the walls closing in around me which leads to boutsContinue reading “A year of claustrophobia”