STORIES

WANDERLUST

"THE WORLD IS FULL OF MAGIC THINGS, PATIENTLY WAITING FOR YOUR SENSES TO GROW SHARPER."

- W.B. Yeats

2 MIN READ

"Pay attention, you silly girl," yelled Mrs Martin, rapping her cane on the desk.   

Startled, Rachel jumped right up from her chair. Once more, she had lost herself, in a world only she could see.    

"Sorry Mrs Martin," she mumbled in embarrassment, while her classmates giggled at her. From the corner of her eye, she could see the class bully, Stacy, mouthing the word 'loser' at her...

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REAL ESSENCE

"AS THE HEART IS,… SO IS THE HOUSE."

- Meher Baba

2 MIN READ

It was 1925, and single mother Caterina was moving with her two children to Rome, from her impoverished hamlet in the countryside. Having lost her husband during the Great War, she was well aware of life’s brutality. But she was determined to make a living, to provide a good home for her younglings.

It was time for a fresh start...

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THE WINDOW

"SHE ALWAYS HAD THAT ABOUT HER, THAT LOOK OF OTHERNESS, OF EYES THAT SEE THINGS MUCH TOO FAR, AND OF THOUGHTS THAT WANDER OFF THE EDGE OF THE WORLD."

- Joanne Harris

2 MIN READ

World-renowned explorer, Mark Rimor was leading an expedition into the Amazon. Tasked with capturing new footage for a documentary on remote tribes, he and his film crew had teamed up with a local guide at the Port of Manaus.

After many days of travel, they were deep in the formidable rainforest, when their guide, Ayuro, came to an abrupt stop....

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REASONS

"GIVE THE ONES YOU LOVE
WINGS TO FLY, ROOTS TO COME BACK, AND REASONS TO STAY."

- Dalai Lama
1 MIN READ

“You will always be with us Nan,” promised Ruby, “in Figu’s heart and mine.”

Tears brandished her cheeks as she finished the eulogy for her grandma, Debbie. Following her last wishes, they were burying Nan under the lush sycamore-fig tree on the estate.

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EMBRACE

"EMBRACE THE GLORIOUS MESS THAT YOU ARE."

- Elizabeth Gilbert

2 MIN READ

It was August 1969, when Patricia first walked into the Gibson residence in New York. Fleeing the Mexican cartels, this was her chance to start afresh.   

She had been hired as a maid and carer for the renowned artist Charles Gibson.  

“He’s going blind,” Gibson’s agent, Mr. Parkes, informed her, “He was never the easiest man to deal with...”

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