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It's the day before Christmas. You've been preparing for the most special time of year.  Some things are done. Some things are not. Not everything is perfect. People are... being peop...

The season is full. The days are fast. Pause for a moment. Boil the kettle. Pour the cup. Breathe. Everything feels more manageable after tea.   This is your reminder to slow down — even just for five minutes. With love, Read more

In 2018, nine months after our son, Andrew, was born, I started a blog called BrollyBlue. I wrote until 2020, when I transferred my creative energy to saving Tielka through the pandemic. The day Andrew was bor...

Studies have shown that regular tea drinkers—especially those who enjoy green tea—live a little longer (and healthier) than their non-tea-drinking counterparts. And it doesn't take much, just three cups of tea a week, to add an extra 1.26 years to your...

Are you naturally creative, but noticed that creativity hasn't surfaced for some time? Do you now tend to complete tasks more by rote, and less by clever problem-solving? Life may have gotten in the way of your superbly creative mind. It's still there, ...

When you take a moment to look at the above photo, what thoughts come to mind? Health and happiness? Paradise? Holidays? I would like to uncover a small secret with you. There are a few hidden details you cannot see.

Have you found yourself backed into a corner of perpetual exhaustion and pressure? The truth is, a path to freedom and peace often takes a detour through breakdown. That breaking point is the catalyst for change.

Do you feel like everything is too much? A message of overwhelm is not always a bad thing. It could be telling you it's time to get rid of the stuff that is no longer servicing you and your life. It used to be good. It used to be fruitful. Season...

Les soins personnels vous semblent-ils parfois un peu unidimensionnels ? Avez-vous l'impression que le plaisir s'est un peu perdu au fil des ans? On nous a dit que les soins personnels sont essentiels à notre bonheur, mais la ...

C'est les premières heures d'un mardi. Visions de mon fils tomber sur le flanc d' un voilier sans que personne ne puisse m'entendre ont troublé mon sommeil. Je peux le voir tomber, encore et encore, la mer sombre le capturant. Aucune quan...