Finding My Wild
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- As seen in Source Mag
- Date
- 8th Feb 2024
What does Wild mean to you? I’ve spent most of this summer and now autumn too thinking about how we consider our outside spaces and what we think of as Wild or not.
What does Wild mean to you? I’ve spent most of this summer and now autumn too thinking about how we consider our outside spaces and what we think of as Wild or not.
Its funny what happens here when the lifts close. After the last chalets have been cleaned, the mountain restaurants and bars have been drunk dry and most of the snow has gone from Pleney; it’s May, Interseason. That weird bit that happens here twice a year around Spring and Autumn.
How can we find rest in a busy world? What even is rest? Do I know what it means to me anymore? Isn't it selfish and self-indulgent to want to slow down? Am I lazy?
Tomorrow, Saturday 7th October we’ll be joining the walk from the Palais de Sport to the building site of the Aubergade on what should be the Front de Neige community space. This is a protest walk against the building work currently happening, specifically at the site of the Aubergade, an historic hotel and once thriving part of Morzine's community spaces.
Read more about 'Sauvegardons Le Front de Neige de Morzine!'
Almost everything you want to say to someone you can say with a hug. Hugs have a way of getting right to the point and there’s no faking them; if it’s a bad hug without genuine feeling you know straight away.
2020 has been the year of the anti-hug. Hugs are a no go area. I can’t lie, I’ve found it hard to cope. My natural instinct is to throw my arms around my family and friends. When I talk to you, I touch you; a hand on your arm, a tap on the shoulder, I’m drawn in towards you. I’m also a massage therapist and energy practitioner, so really, touch is my life.
Wu wu nonsense or scientific fact? There’s no denying that we are all made of energy. Our entire being held together by tiny vibrating fuzzies that make up our cells, our organs, our blood, our skin.
Sometimes vibrating slowly and staying where they are, sometimes going so fast and shooting off to bump into some other ones.
Have you had that moment when you’ve stood outside and just stared up at the beauty of the moon?
Here in the mountains the passage of the moon across the night sky seems extra special. We’re all super aware of it- how it looks hanging over the cliffs of Avoriaz on a snowy night with the ethereal glow of the resort or early on a summer morning as it fades behind the majesty of the Roc d’Enfer.