Category: Coddiwomple
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Be the Activity
This past weekend, I had the pleasure of attending another wilderness retreat hosted by a dear friend in the Cairngorms. Every retreat, I meet new and fascinating people who are on their own harrowing path. Most are struggling through a hardship, or at least have been through a traumatic event (even chronic). During this retreat,…
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Botany
After arriving to Canada three days ago, I sat in the airport voice noting a friend about how the universe gets its kicks from us humans. “You’re funny universe. You’ve got a real sense of humor, I dig it, but also… f* you.” Amongst the plethora of projects on my plate, and besides one personal…
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Portals
I grabbed my phone to bear witness, but then paused. For some reason it didn’t feel right. I tossed it back down into my bag and surrendered, watching. See, I’m not one for flying. Since a young age, I’ve struggled with our motorway in the sky. Turbulence feels like a rollercoaster with no tracks. The…
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Golden Arches
I’m a chronic overthinker, recovering perfectionist, and serial red flag finder. I’ve experienced more grief than I can compartmentalize, with much of those experiences beginning to sewage together circa 2022. And within that sewage, I allow the actions and words of those past and present to create this toxic alphebet soup in my mind; a…
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An Ode to Edinburgh
I’ve been struggling how to start this, but a conversation with a friend gave me the seed I needed. He and I were talking about relationships; how love is blind. There is no rationality in it sometimes, that spark you feel towards another person. It defies logic, and it doesn’t matter the timing or circumstance,…
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Wellies
A theme keeps resurfacing in conversations of late. Of things not being as they seem. Our newest roommate wished to treat us and some of her friends to a carbonara night at the flat. She went well out of her way to gather fresh, traditional ingredients, so of course we all obliged. As we sat…
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To Have and to Hold
Tonight, I met my new roommate. Bubbly as ever, she arrived at the door — but with no luggage. She pointed down the two flights of stairs and said her friends were waiting with her case. “It’s too heavy. We will have to open it and put things in another bag.” Pretending to myself that…
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The Gentle Cycle
For the past three weeks, my flat has been turned upside down. I live in a beautiful West End let, and it was time for a kitchen upgrade. The Georgian-styled accommodation is slowly being renovated, but we knew this particular part of the flat would be a daunting task. It meant turning our bathroom into…
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The Company
“Just making her own class now,” our trainer joked. To be fair, I was. On Monday, I showed up to my usual 7 a.m. Legs, Bums, and Tums class. However, I’ve been nursing a sore hip for almost a week, rendering the “legs” portion impossible if I wished to save it from further injury. Instead,…
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Bobby’s Pins
Anyone a New Girl fan? There is a scene that lives rent free in my mind. It’s my Roman Empire. Jess, the lead female of the show, is being grumpily scrutinized by Nick, another lead character. He storms into her room, dissecting everything he claims “needs to change”. From her gigantic ball of yarn, to…