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Read more: 144. Shanghai, you magnificent overachiever.144. Shanghai, you magnificent overachiever.
If cities were supermodels, Shanghai would be the impossibly tall, other-worldly beauty, all height, confidence and angles, with silky molasses-coloured hair, improbably bright blue eyes, flawless skin. The kind of presence you simply can’t look away from. I was struck by her scale and shine. There’s a palpable sense of pride in what’s been built.…
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72. And on the eight day.
Read more: 72. And on the eight day.And just like that, it’s the eight day and in a couple of hours, and we will break our fast. That feels like the beginning of a sermon at St. Matthews, which is not completely inappropriate as there have been moments where I’ve worshipped things – like food, and the sun and the good health…
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71. I’m not going to lie to you.
Read more: 71. I’m not going to lie to you.I am REALLY looking forward to this not being my place setting at the meal table. Two to go.
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70. Nourishment not punishment.
Read more: 70. Nourishment not punishment.I have a friend in her eighties who say’s she never remarried because she was looking for ‘nourishment not punishment’. It’s a turn of phrase that came quickly to me when I was lying on my bed after a sauna, contemplating another carrot, apple and celery juice for dinner. My sixth juice dinner. Sixth. That’s…
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69. The greedy bitch
Read more: 69. The greedy bitchSo I’m staring at a golden ceiling, the birds are chirping, the river below is travelling through, Arvid the Indian bodyworks healer has my head in his hands and is lengthening my neck with commitment, and Jeff Buckley is singing Halleluyah on the stereo. That. Just. Happened. This man is the magic of the retreat,…
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68. Suspended reality.
Read more: 68. Suspended reality.Day four. I can feel myself lightening. I feel less connected to the ground somehow, though no less connected to the earth. Took the rental car into town for the morning, walked on the beach barefoot. Talked to my kids on the phone. People looked normal, going about their days, long weekend, swim in the…
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67. Too much information?
Read more: 67. Too much information?It’s day three and I feel peculiar but not hungry. And the peculiar is in my head more than anywhere else. I am cast adrift from the rhythm of my normal life – the loving preparation of food, the meal table chat, the pleasure of it all. I miss that more than I miss the…
Secret Royalty On Tour 