Missus Bounty Basket

 A week ago, I decided to do a 3-month reset to rearrange my life, focus on being healthy and productive, and express myself through any creative channel. I then put this in writing or rather, I created an agenda and typed everything I should accomplish in a day. There it was, my weekly schedule. In this way, I was hoping to find my path.  Yet while preparing this post. There are suddenly many questions popping up in my head. Am I really not on my chosen path? Because, maybe, just maybe, amidst my own troubled mind and the noise that society is filling my being with, maybe I am where I should be without fully realizing it. Always thinking that it is greener on the other side. But which other side am I looking at? Blurred and nonexistent future, fear of the unknown?  Right at this moment, it feels like I am unwrapping a gift that is always there, the one I was not fully aware of, because of waiting for something else. If the path that I am yearning to discover is in front ...

The possibilities are endless. This is what I have been telling myself these past few days. Trying to make my mind and body synchronized, which is a good way if one wants to reset their life. Am I making any sense? Maybe not to you, but I fully understand myself now because it is tiring to want to change and not move an iota of muscle to make those changes. Am I procrastinating, or am I just scared to fail? Fear has been part of my life as long as I can remember, but I was able to get on with my existence. It is now on a steady course, the one I have imagined minus the aching knees and the arthritis. Not to forget the unemployment stage I am in. I thought of using it in between jobs. But got tired of shrouding my situation and used the exact word. Yes, I am unemployed, and it's getting tough to find a job. But I create... because? I am a creative being. Huh! I need to use my hands and my mind. To be able to say that, despite and in spite of; I exist, and yes, I have so many hobbies...

       Healing isn’t a destination — it’s a gentle unfolding that begins deep inside. Because of my urgent need to understand what is happening to me, I started looking for answers and these books have helped me a lot to understand not just the symptoms but the root causes of what has been going on.                 I soaked in them and was thankful that, through their wisdom, I could finally begin to see my pain not as a failure or weakness, but as a language my body and soul were speaking—an invitation to listen, to feel, and to gently reclaim myself. These pages became companions on my journey, holding space when I needed it most and lighting a path back to wholeness. Disclosure:  This post contains affiliate links, which means I may earn a small commission if you click through and make a purchase, at no extra cost to you. I only share books that are either personal favorites or highly rated by trusted sources. Clic...

Over the past few years, I’ve leaned into learning new skills through books—slowly, joyfully, and with the kind of curiosity that only grows the more you feed it. From lettering and drawing to knitting and language learning, these books have been my personal tutors, each one offering a doorway into a new world. I wanted to share the ones that made a lasting impact on me: Disclosure:  This post contains affiliate links, which means I may earn a small commission if you click through and make a purchase, at no extra cost to you. I only share books that are either personal favorites or highly rated by trusted sources. Click the title for the link to check prices and grab your copies on Amazon. 1. Brush Lettering Made Simple by Chrystal Elizabeth This was one of my first creative guides, and it felt like an invitation to slow down and savor the rhythm of handwriting. Chrystal Elizabeth breaks down brush lettering in such an accessible, encouraging way that even the most hesitant begi...

  Summer is the perfect time to unwind with a great book — whether you’re soaking up the sun or enjoying quiet moments at home. I’ve curated a list of beautiful fiction, smart nonfiction, and inspiring gardening books by women authors that capture the vibe of warmth, curiosity, and thoughtful reflection. 

 I was in the kitchen when the thought of writing about today came into mind. Actually, today's happening started last year and a few days ago, Carlo reminded my youngest daughter to shine her shoes. Then yesterday, he mentioned that again, and the two of them started cleaning my daughter's Doc Martens . There she was standing in front of her parents, getting ready for today's event. I told her that I'd take her to the Gare Cornavin .  And so this morning, we biked our way to the bus stop, where a road repair is still underway. Then from Pont-Rouge there's the tram 15 . While in the tram, we reread the email and looking at her hair, I suggested that we buy hair clips in Migros . Afterwards, taking the bus to rue Monthoux, we were half an hour early. So then off to a café , where we ordered a too-strong for us ginger ale. She reminded me again that I was supposed to leave her at the Gare Cornavin. I smiled and crossed the street with her, leading to the hotel . We s...