21/03/2026
It saddens me that we often believe that it’s the big bold moves that change our lives. That the tiny micro actions we take don’t count or matter enough to celebrate our devotion to them.
I know from personal experience though and from the intimate work I do with my clients that these seemingly insignificant rituals and actions can be the very medicine that put the shine back on life.
The simple act of lighting a candle as you come home from work, or as you sit waking in the morning light, the soul nourishing act of slowing eating a guilt free treat that not only satisfies you palette but sweetens life itself (note plum and pistachio cheesecake), the subtle shift in presence that comes from witnessing our loved ones in a moment of joy and really taking a moment to savour it like the exhale it is, the slow stirring of your morning coffee as you notice the patterns of today’s crema.
To some these may seem boring, to me they are the life blood that keeps life feeling anchored and mine.
These photos themselves aren’t “good” content, but by not feeling ok to share them I simply buy into the narrative that has us believing they’re not enough. So here they are.
Some of the boring rituals that are everything to me right now.
Not pictured: my morning meditations before rising. They are 🤌🏽
What’s your favourite boring ritual? I’d truly love to know. X