Category: Wild Amma

We have lived through strange times, huh? The coronavirus set off a chain of events that have changed our world forever. The crisis that we are experiencing on our planet is the biggest wake-up call humanity has ever faced. Mother Earth clapped back against the war humanity has waged against her. Mother Earth has decided […]

If Mother Earth taught us anything, it’s the need to become more self-sufficient. One of the areas where we can do this is to use our gardens to grow our own food. For me, this isn’t a novel idea. While I grew up in a town, I spent my holidays with my grandma on her […]

In 2004, I set off on what would be my first travelling adventure to wander and wonder at the world we live in. A full year away, travelling on a whim to wherever the wind blew me. No responsibilities, no ties, and definitely no clocks. They say that to travel is the only thing you […]

Back when I was a girl, I lived in a town close to Manchester in the UK. While my school was in an urban area, it was close to a large green space called Tandle Hills. This large patch of wilderness was the perfect antidote to living in a town, giving the residents space to […]

In 2005, I travelled throughout China, or should I say that I fumed my way throughout the land of the rising sun, on a two-month trip to the country. I’m a traveller who has learnt to live and let live when experiencing other cultures, yet the appalling treatment of animals in China wasn’t something I […]

In 2004, I quit my job, sold my house, and most of my belongings to set off on a one-year adventure. I had a pocketful of money, a one-way ticket to Kathmandu, Nepal, and no firm plans but to travel and wander at will with my partner at the time. My travels took me to […]

As a young girl, I was enthralled by the clickety click of my grandma’s knitting needles, as she created a new winter wardrobe of jumpers, hats and scarves, sitting peacefully by the fireside in the evening hours. Like many, I was taught the basics of knit one, cast one, yet never mastered the art myself. […]

I’m often called a dreamer. You see, like many, I have a dream. What could be seen as an impossible dream. A patch of wild for humanity. I’ve had a long-held desire for a land of fertile soil. Where humanity does the work, the toil and the trouble of creating abundant lands. Lands watered with […]