The eternal question
I am Debbie. Debbie Oakes.
I have been called many things. But those which most closely fit are: writer, photographer, friend, maverick, traveller and mum; in rotating order…
If I had a cool name, like Madonna, I would be known by it.
I could lose my family names. The one at birth was reduced to a shadow of its full-figured former self by my immigrant Grandfather who, with the very best of intentions, wanted to blend in and make life easier for anyone having to pronounce it. The result was bland, flavourless, culture-free and infinitely more pronounceable. Like a pallid fat-free dish of Greek yogurt.
The name I use to this day, acquired at marriage, is attached to me like the brutalist architecture of a failed regime.
What is this blog about?
This blog, born in the middle of the pandemic, will be a place of irreverence, inspiration, hope, humour – and food. This blog is from the middle of life, the middle of motherhood, the middle of beginning again.
Now more than ever it is apparent that we are our own saviours. We alone must chose the way forward that works for us. We must choose our tools back to connection with ourselves, with each other, wisely. These are uncertain and unknown waters that lead to what is being called ‘the new normal’. A nifty way of saying: only God knows. There are energetic choices to be made. Intentions to be set.
I will start with #108smallthings.Things I have been meaning to do. Things that tickle my fancy. Things that, in the middle, offer a sense of balance… and, perhaps more importantly, connection. 108 because, as Elizabeth Gilbert said in Eat, Pray, Love, “The number 108 is held to be the most auspicious, a perfect three-digit multiple of three, its components adding up to 9, which is three threes. And 3, of course, is the number representing supreme balance.”