I was set on, or at least thought about having an artist date this weekend or me time, even one hour writing in a cafe would suffice but it didn’t happen that way. Instead I spent time with a friend and my fiancé.

My friend got my reflecting out loud and expressing the peace I felt in the town as football fans and their partners were in pubs or by there TV sets at home. We sat in the gardens, watched a wedding party, chatted and ate rice then walked round some ruins.

My fiancé persuaded me to drive into central London for face cream. Never. Again. Though it reminded me life is a series of fleeting moments, the happiness of finding a space in a carpark near the shop, eating New Yorker Veggie Sandwiches and iced green teas and cheersing them when we got back to the carpark eager not to go over our one hour expensive space.

Then came the long drive. Even that brought up some feelings and resources I could work with – past drives that ended in complete disaster and tears, I was as peaceful as I possibly could have been, determined not to re-live the past and not to curse the innocent passenger or situation unfolding (too much). Byron Katies work with turning the situation around and the quote below. It so happened that Saturdays events lead to a completely different Sunday and Monday. I listened to Kirtan (devotional music) met a Sant (Sikh Saint) and left London a day later. Everything unfolding as it should. Just go with it.

‘Lifes finest moments, fly first’ – Socrates

Woke at sunrise, feeling refreshed the first time that week.

Morning pages, twenty minutes of quiet.

Chatting over iced drinks and sharing our chakra bracelets.

Writing currently lists, a fun free printable on rukristen.com

Going through the Abbey ruins and reading about a mystical piece of music Sumer is icumen in  written in the Abbey, read more here.

Portrait of me, Summer is here!

The only photo I took feeling the least inspired in a while. Still took it.

Ice cream and frozen grapes snack before we went in the car again!