what comes is better than what came before
join me for #14 in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate and following my writing dreams. Continue reading what comes is better than what came before
Tag: spirituality
you can’t start a fire without a spark
join me for #12 in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate and following my writing dreams. Continue reading you can’t start a fire without a spark
Between Costumes
For those who are in-between chapters in their lives, this poem holds the key to what you must do while waiting. A surprising but simple order: be like a child in the waiting room at a doctor’s office. Play. Continue reading Between Costumes
we can be heroes
join me for the tenth in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate and following my writing dreams. Continue reading we can be heroes
Play the Fool
All great things began with a trying fool. Continue reading Play the Fool
The Bird of Madonna
Ailsa Gillies reflects on the mother-child bond through the eyes of a bird after visiting the Ufizzi Gallery in Florence. The Bird of Madonna is a soft reflection on how a mother’s devotion can become self-sacrificial, until the child learns to tend its own wounds. Continue reading The Bird of Madonna
Inherited Goods
Is it better to be good or honest? Ailsa Gillies reflects on the lineage of ‘good’ people that have come before her, noting that self-sacrifice is not romantic, but a quiet stirring of resentment and grief. Continue reading Inherited Goods
I almost abandoned myself
“If I can’t find where I belong in the world, then I’m going to create it.”
An honest account of almost giving up, of fear, doubt, and the quiet resilience it takes to walk a path of your own making. Continue reading I almost abandoned myself
Crystallised Self
A poetic follow-on from Prodigal Son, a dialogue with a shedding persona, Ailsa Gillies makes an empowered declaration of what it means to embody the Self. Continue reading Crystallised Self
Every Body Knows
Going from “if only” to “I am”, this poem moves from frustration and separation to reunion and liberation with the body. Ailsa Gillies celebrates her body for its wisdom during a small bout of illness. Continue reading Every Body Knows
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