Reflection Meditation

17/10/2026

I love when someone presents something in an unconventional way, and in this dance video the playfulness doesn’t look cheerful at all. Wednesday isn’t smiling, laughing, or behaving in the ways we usually link with having fun, yet her dance is still playful. It’s strange, intense, rebellious, quiet, a little dramatic, the kind of energy that fits perfectly into late October. Her face barely shifts, but her body says everything.

Movement can open parts of ourselves that don’t easily show up in conversation. It lets us express emotions, explore different sides of who we are, and feel a kind of freedom without having to explain anything.

And if full-on dancing feels a bit much, you can still let a little playfulness slip into your day in softer ways, going for a slow walk with music, swaying to a favourite song, or stretching in a way that feels good rather than "correct".

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10/10/2026

I’ve got a quote on my wall: “Better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie,” and this week, while watching East of Eden, I kept noticing how much the series circles around the same idea. I’ve always felt, instinctively, that honesty, or just simple sincerity, has its own kind of power. Truth doesn’t magically fix anything, but it does something, and in the show everyone is tangled up in it in one way or another, hiding it, avoiding it, or struggling to live with it.

The thing about truth is that it can sting, it can knock down the stories we’ve been telling ourselves, or make us look at the parts we’d rather not touch. But without it, we’re kind of wandering around without a map, and a lie might make the moment feel softer, but it also keeps us from really seeing what’s going on, or choosing what comes next.

Truth isn’t always pleasant, but its clarity hits in a way nothing else can, and the more we let ourselves face it, even in small, everyday ways, the closer we get to something steadier, something real.

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03/10/2026

Soon it will be Magda Szabó’s birthday, and it feels good to pause and remember her. She was the one who taught me that softness isn’t weakness. Her books made it clear that sensitivity doesn’t mean fragility, and gentleness doesn’t mean powerlessness.

Her idea of strength was quiet: tenderness, endurance, loyalty, honesty, the bravery of staying open when life pushes you to close. She shaped the way I understand adulthood.

She’s no longer here, but her words still are, and they keep working on me.

26/09/2026

Easier said than done, of course, but if we never try, how would we ever get closer to it?

Anger, disappointment, criticism, resistance, all of these can be completely valid, but when they take over, they start shaping us too, and we end up living in reaction to the very thing we don’t want.

Barking is noisy, repetitive, ineffective, and criticism alone rarely builds anything we actually want.

Quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson
Photo by isaa94

19/09/2026

Yesterday I was at a concert, and I noticed something I really liked, I could not tell who the leader of the band was. Every musician, each instrument from drum to harp, each voice, offered their part with the same weight, as if the whole performance was a shared conversation rather than one person directing the rest.

It made me think about how reassuring it feels in life too, when, among all the people who work in their own ways, you suddenly recognise someone who moves through the world with a similar rhythm and sense of what matters.
A colleague with the same instinct for what is important,
a friend who notices the things you notice,
someone who values honesty, kindness, fairness, or depth in much the same way you do.

There is a quiet comfort in that alignment, it restores something in me that the larger, louder majority often takes away.

12/09/2026

I don’t even like using the word “spirituality.” It is so often misunderstood and tangled up with ideas of complicated religious systems, a God to be worshipped, or vague esoteric thinking that can feel far removed from common sense.

But no one automatically becomes more spiritual simply because they go to church every Sunday, learn how to bow, chant om, practise yoga, meditate, or move from retreat to retreat hoping for transformation.

I don’t think we need to call ourselves spiritual to live a spiritual life.

Some of the most spiritual acts might be the simplest ones: listening properly, apologising sincerely, showing tenderness, telling someone the truth without cruelty, choosing understanding when judgement would be easier.

That is not mysticism. It is love, decency, presence, and the everyday practice of being a genuinely good human being.

04/09/2026

Some songs just make me feel lighter without trying too hard to cheer me up, and Fiesta is one of them.

It gives my mind a bit of room to wander in a way that feels restorative rather than anxious or stuck.

My thoughts start to move more freely. Memories pop up, I imagine places, make little connections, think about future possibilities, or simply drift without needing to get anywhere.

These quieter, lower-pressure moments can be really useful. Sometimes we make unexpected connections, process emotions in the background, or have ideas that would not come if we were trying too hard to think.

Mind-wandering is not the same as rumination. Rumination tends to go round and round the same worry or problem and can feel quite constricted. Pleasant mind-wandering feels much more open and fluid. One thought leads to another, and there is no need to control where it goes.

What’s your escape-without-escaping song this Friday?

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28/08/2026

We hear a lot about how important social connection is for our wellbeing, and of course it is.

But solitude deserves a bit more love too.

Sometimes my favourite place is simply somewhere I can be alone.
Quiet, unobserved, with no need to answer, explain or keep up.

There’s something deeply restorative about having a space where nobody needs anything from us, where the mind can settle, thoughts can wander, and we can fall back into our own rhythm.

Maybe wellbeing isn’t always about being more connected.
Maybe it’s also about knowing when to retreat for a while and having a place where being alone feels completely enough.

08/08/2026

I like finding a cosy corner with just a pen, some paper and myself. I sit down and write a few words in a card, a letter or a notebook. I enjoy the beautiful stationery, feel the pen glide across the page, hear its faint whisper and watch the marks appear. A notebook can feel like a quiet, private room.

Writing by hand slows us down. We cannot capture every thought at once, so we pause, choose our words and begin to make sense of what is inside us. In that slowing, we can sometimes express what is difficult to say aloud.

Handwriting also carries something deeply personal. Our letters shift with our mood, our energy and our pace. The page does not only hold what we wrote; it holds a trace of who we were in the moment we wrote it.

Photo: Hannes Caspar

01/08/2026

We’ve wandered into the first of the harvest months, that moment in the year when everything around us begins to show the quiet results of slow growth and steady ripening.

If you feel like marking the month, you could pull a little inspiration from the harvest table: a golden-yellow cloth, a handful of sunflowers, an ear of corn, a bowl of blackberries, or anything simple and seasonal that feels like August to you.

This month has a way of encouraging us to notice what’s grown in our lives, to gather the fruits of earlier effort, and to appreciate what’s finally coming into its own. It’s also a naturally grateful time, a moment to recognise what’s already here.

But August also has that soft edge of transition. Summer is still very much with us, yet somewhere in the light and the air you can already sense the first quiet hint of autumn. That’s part of August’s wisdom: enjoying beauty fully without trying to hold on too tightly.

A small August space can be a gentle reminder of all this, abundance, gratitude, ripening, and the easy grace of letting go.