
A heart heavy with grief and a head dizzy with disillusionment, I seek comfort in words. Discovering ‘For Grief’, a poem by John O’Donohue felt like an Aha moment.

Spotted in my condo lobby this weekend 😊❤️ as I was returning from a short grocery run. I usually enquire if sanitizers were back in stock if I’m at a store. Of course they weren’t. This note was nice reminder of what we really need to keep in stock at…
Is there a loss greater than losing your mother.. not having her during your life’s most important and challenging moments, softly reassuring that everything will be all right or dropping everything to come help you. It’s a searing pain that chokes up your throat and wells up your eyes every…

Misery Bay Provincial Park on Manitoulin Island offers a toddler-friendly hike leading to a relaxing beach and showcasing the globally rare Alvar habitat with unique…

Summer of 2024 is my vengeance against grief. It’s obviously a lost cause because no amount of experiences can fill your cup enough to stop…

Despite eagerly awaiting the cherry blossoms each spring, I arrived at the park too early this year. While the weeping cherry trees were still in…

Sometimes the sadness feels paralyzing. My body aches to lay my head against the softness of my mom’s neck and to drape my hands around…

Hi! I’m Meesha, the creator and author behind this blog. I’m a deeply feeling, intuitive person who is happiest amongst flowers and the natural wonders of this blue planet. I care for justice, believe in having a kind heart, and can say for sure that the universe is always listening to us and has your back.