(A)Musing Monday – alleviating winter blues with a journey of the senses

We are 11 days into January. The bright lights, holiday decorations and family gatherings (what little there could be over the holidays due to Covid) have come and gone, and there is nothing left but the cold of winter.  The lights, the warmth, the anticipation of the festivities gives us something to look forward to …

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The small token of restarting – farewell 2020, welcome 2021

Sometimes it's the small things in life. The things that can pass us by with barely a glimpse that have the most impact on us. We hardly even register it and shrug it off as it's no longer unique, something of no importance. Like viewing a sunset from a window, where the sun's golden yellow …

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(A)Musing Monday – the sights, sounds and smells that reward your soul

I glance up, gently closing my eyes as the early afternoon sun streams down onto my face, giving it a gentle warmth. I take a deep breath, letting the salty, invigorating sea air deeply fill my lungs and in that moment I think...boy, does this feel *good*. Unfortunately within seconds, I'm broken out of my …

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(A)Musing Monday – as the steam snakes its way up

If there is one thing I love most when visiting a country, it's to check out the local markets. And when I go check out the local markets, I go straight for the food stalls. Because there's nothing better than cheap, delicious street food...and being half-Dutch, trust me, I love a good bargain....and being half-Malaysian, …

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(A)Musing Monday – through the cobbled streets

I look down at these cobbled pathways and with each step I take, I'm in awe. Hundreds of thousands of footsteps have fallen upon these stones... but in the early morning there are just mine, the lone sounds reverberating off them. Slowly, slowly, the light starts to penetrate through and my footsteps are no longer …

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