13/05/2026
Time flows differently in South Africa.
My body knows it within a few days. Slower. Quieter. Something in me that has been held tight for months starts to unclench.
And I come home with the same realisation, every time. We are busy rushing time that never comes back.
We rush through our days. Our agendas full. Our inboxes loud. Everything urgent. And the quiet things, the essential things, the ones that hold us together, we push to later.
The people we love. The presence. The connection. The life we said we wanted to live.
The challenge is not knowing what matters. The challenge is making time for it. Again, and again, and again. In a world that pulls in the opposite direction.
That is what South Africa keeps teaching me. That is what my horses keep teaching me. To be. To choose connection over control. To have time for what truly matters.
And every time I come home, I am a little more able to choose it.
Not to escape my life.
To remember how to live it.