The Library
Wonder, nature, folklore, culture, creativity.
I write about all sorts.
This is a selection of my writing.
More recent work is on Substack.
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Recapturing Sundays: A Quiet Revolution
Once upon a time, Sundays carried an air of enforced tranquility. Shops were shut, activities were limited, and the world collectively agreed to simmer down. The Sabbath, as it was traditionally known, was rooted in religious practice. A day of rest and worship. Even for the non-religious, it was a chance to pause. A day…
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The Beauty in Watching Life
We spent half term in Dubai. I’ve been a few times as my husband works out there for periods through the year. I will never get used to the speed of it, I have to brace myself for it. A city that feels like it is never enough. With a skyline of tall buildings that…
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How to be a good ancestor
Life moves so fast. We can’t believe how quick our children grow. Or how soon Christmas comes around. We’re glued to our screens, racing through tasks, always onto the next thing. In all that noise, it’s easy to lose sight of what grounds us. We forget what truly connects us to something bigger. I’ve been…
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Discovering the Magic of Awe
This week, all wrapped up in the garden, I was captivated by the Northern Lights. They lit up our skies for only the second time this year. The vibrant colours stretching across the sky felt like a gift from nature. As social media filled up with photos and reactions, I couldn’t help but reflect. These…
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Hold Onto Your Hugs
I love motivational quotes. I know they are marmite but I am big fan. One I came across this week by Paolo Coelho really resonated: “The world is changed by your example, not by your opinion.” During covid, I became a news addict with an affliction to Twitter. I couldn’t stop refreshing it, looking for…
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Wintering
The pace of January speaks my language. It’s like the Sunday of the year, with no expectations and a slower pace. If January was a verb, it would be wintering. I read a book called Wintering a few years ago where it describes winter, not just as a season, but as a state of mind.…
By Eve Bell 