Wonder is a state in which we are both emotionally and intellectually aroused.

It makes us open to the world and all its possibilities.

It is the gateway to everything that matters.

– Caspar Henderson


What is Love?

What is love- a question I have pondered for as long as I can remember.

The question of love has always puzzled and intrigued me.

One thing I know to be true, is that love is different for everyone. I don’t believe that love is a generic term that can be freely used to describe a feeling that all individuals feel. Surely my love, cannot be identical to the love another feels?

Love comes in many forms; love for a partner, family, friends, and many others. People often refer to love for their family as different to the love they feel for their partner or friends, but what does that actually mean? What are the elements that make love?

Is love a feeling? An act? An emotion?

Love is such a fundamental part of life, yet it appears to be more easily experienced than defined.

Please share your thoughts and experiences of love!


The feeling of hope can be the most wonderful, exciting, and terrifying feeling in the world. Hope is at the heart of our dreams; it provides us with the courage and strength to reach for the stars. People don’t always realise how ever present hope is in our lives. We are constantly hoping- whether it’s hoping to get the promotion at work or hoping for a better world, it’s still hope.

Twice over the last few weeks I’ve experienced hope in all it’s forms. I’ve been excited by the possibilities my hope gave me, and I’ve been devastated by what I felt once my hope was taken away. After the considerable period of time I spent feeling sorry for myself (I confess this may have been a little too long in hindsight!) I realised that hope is what gets me through the tough times, inspires me to pick myself up and try again, and ultimately is the driving force behind my life. I hope for so many things- for both myself, my loved ones, and for the world as a whole. Without hope, what is there?

New Year….New Me?

I’m not a fan of New Year’s Eve- never have been. The thought of going out surrounded by crowds, drunk people, and then the dreaded public transport home, or even worse, being the designated driver who has to suffer through those drunken crowds whilst being completely sober- yuck! I could think of nothing worse, which is why I enjoyed a quiet night in with a couple of friends and a glass or two (or three…) of punch!

But, what I do LOVE, is the feeling a new year brings. The feeling that anything is possible, that my hopes and dreams may actually come true, that the goals I set myself (pretty sure getting fit and losing weight has been one of my goals for the last 5 years. Minimum.) may actually be achieved, and the overall feeling of a ‘blank canvas’. I love it. It fills me with hope, empowers, and motivates me. For at least a week or two. Then life kicks in and I realise that nothing actually changed between 12.00am and 12.01am on New Year’s Eve. I quickly lose track of my hopes and goals; returning to my bad habits and lazy ways.

This year will be different, I’m sure of it. This year, I plan to keep hold of my hopes, my dreams, and my goals. I plan to keep feeling motivated and empowered to be the person I want to be, achieve the things I want to achieve, and to live the life I want to live.