I’m home. After nearly two months and thousands of miles, I’m back at my desk in my apartment overlooking the Thames. It feels good to be home, and I’m trying to stay calm and focused on all that I have learned and experienced during this trip to SE Asia, rather than give into my more natural inclination which would be to jump back into the insanity of urban living and the business of writing. My to-do list is already long.

But I have been helped today by the writer, Fiona Robyn. She is one of the more unusual people I have come to know in my life as a writer. Her work, her life, is firmly rooted in her spirituality, and she stands as a constant reminder to me and many others that we all need to stop, listen, slow down and appreciate what we have. To that end, she is today hosting a blogsplash here to celebrate her new novel, The Most Beautiful Thing, which she has decided to give away FOR FREE  as an ebook, for a limited time.  She is a wonderful writer and a generous human being. Why wouldn’t anyone take her up on her offer? I already have, and I urge you to as well. But I know that Fiona would ask you, even before going over to download her book, to take a moment and think about your most beautiful thing of the day. Here’s mine. It’s triggered by the sight of a thank you card to me from my students at Anjali  House, posted on the pegboard above my desk right next to my map of Siem Reap, i.e. images of Cambodia in my personal space in London. My beautiful thing is how I am finding a way to add  Cambodia to my ever expanding concept of home.

And now, please, treat yourself by going here.