On cells, regeneration and recovery…

When I was a little girl I was always covered in bumps, bruises and scrapes. My knees were a constant testament to my complete lack of spatial awareness or ability to gauge where my lanky limbs ended and a coffee table began. No sooner had the graze on my left knee healed than another inexplicable … Continue reading On cells, regeneration and recovery…

Restore your soul (with a little help from the ocean)

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.  E.E. Cummings    The Swahili Coast is a ridiculously beautiful part of the world. White sand, tall palms, crystal clear blue and green ocean... when you find yourself gazing out at the dhows as they cross … Continue reading Restore your soul (with a little help from the ocean)