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an unlived life

Place: Kym Rolle’s Palace 

Poison: Chardonnay and Cigar (only joking) 

Favourite Things: Oprah Magazine 

After a big day in the office, I have retired to kym’s house for a glass of wine and some idol action! 

ahhh, anyways my Oprah subscription arrived in perfect timing yesterday to inspire this tired creative soul. 

This poem stopped me in my tracks. 

I will not die an unlived life 

I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. 

I choose to inhabit my days, 

to allow my living to open me, 

to make me less afraid, more accessible 

to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, 

a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance, 

to live so that which came to me as a seed goes to the next as a blossom, 

and that which came to me as a blossom, goes on as fruit. (Dawna Markova) 

I love to live my life with a bigger perspective. I want to live with the understanding that ‘we were all destined to nourish and grow that which is given.’ I long to be someone who leaves an imprint where I have tramped, to care for and bring life to all parts of my world. 

I long to live without fear, nourishing the souls of all that come accross my path, not just some. 

I want to be more accessible as a person, so that I can live beyond myself. 

Despite the pain, to be discontent unless I am growing! 



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chopping wood

Place: My Bedroom 

Poison: Water 

Favourite Thing: this room! 

Well the Mont Blanc catalogue gives us one more quote, which is from the pen of Sir Albert Einstein. Its great! 

‘Chopping wood is so popular because it is an activity in which you see the results immediately’ 


How much do we as humans struggle with delayed gratification? How often do we stop creating, because it is tedious and time consuming? 

I am so guilty of this. Ask my mum. Sewing, I throw away the patterns and just cut it, how I think it should go. Cooking, no measurements lets just throw it all together. Pottery, can’t we bring it out of the kiln yet? Marriage, seriously are there any men out there? 

I think the best things in life do take time and patience. With our creativity, yes chopping wood may be satisfactory because the results are so immediate, however what about the patience it takes to carve a statue out of wood, whittling down a massive trunk to be a unique and foreboding work of art. 

What areas of creativity do you need to develop patience in? 

Mine? Most! 

Ahhhhhh, the pleasure and the pain of creativity. 



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Place: 130’s café 

Poison: Latte (PS they have a new coffee machine- NICE) 

Favourite Things: Still the Mont Blanc catalogue 

This poem speaks for itself, out of the Mont Blanc catalogue, which I picked up in Dubai from our hotel. 

‘Writing is an expression of individuality. 

Writing captures the thought with which we exercise influence, achieve success and express feelings. 

Writing is an expression of a society’s culture. 

Ancient cultures were passed down through handwriting. Written texts are the legacy of a society to its future generations. 

What you write with expresses your personality. 

Writing with a special instrument is a celebration of your own thoughts and denotes a unique personal writing culture.’ 

I am all for celebrating ‘a unique writing culture’. As much as I appreciate the technologies of our age, I think it is sad that handwriting is considered an ancient form of expression. 

Our handwriting does express individuality, and I believe whole-heartedly that journaling, hand writing letters and expressing directly from our hearts is something that you rob the next generation if it is not expressed. 

I also believe, when you hand write something it unlocks something in your heart, just as singing a song rather than just hearing it does something to our souls. 

Write dear friend, 

You never know what is awaiting expression. 

Yours Sincerely