Feeling | Samantha Humphreys

January 3, 2026

Finding Joy in Simple Moments: A New Year’s Reflection

Winter Trees (2025) Paper Collage

Despite starting the new year with a headache (not alcohol induced), I was thinking about how 2025 was exceptionally good to me. Reflecting on the past year, I realized that taking a leap of faith by setting myself up as a freelance artist and tutor was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. The uncertainty was daunting at first, but with hard work and determination, it has worked out in my favour. I now feel in control of my professional journey, and the flexibility of freelance life has allowed me to cultivate a good work/life balance that I struggled with so much before. My daily interactions now, Remind me of the passion that originally fuelled my decision.

For some of my friends and family though, the year has dealt some devastating and heartbreaking blows. Life is indeed short, and amidst all the unpredictability it brings, one of the most important things we can do is take charge of our mental and physical wellbeing. It’s essential to prioritize our own health and happiness, even when faced with challenges. I’m not suggesting that anyone should recklessly abandon life as you know it, but I encourage taking a small step toward doing something you’ve always wanted to do, a ‘dream’ (a cliche, maybe a better word is … aim, or intention) you’ve put on hold for too long.

There’s a lot to be said for a cliched bucket list, for instance, sunrises are undeniably beautiful, and the best part? They are free, available to everyone in any corner of the world. Getting up early also makes me feel virtuous and taking a moment to appreciate a sunrise and take a breath, gives me the chance to mentally plan my day. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not all conducive to the spiritual experience it sounds as I’m usually multi tasking already taking my little dog out for her toilet walk, but, you know….thats nice too.

Additionally, decluttering physical objects really helps to declutter your mind. It’s more than just tidying up; it’s therapeutic. It allows you to create space for new experiences, or just create space. By clearing your environment, you can create a peaceful sanctuary that contributes positively to your mental state.

Oh, and before I forget, I must remind you to wrap up warm and go outside tonight (3 Jan). Look up at the sky; the Quadrantid meteor shower will be amazing! Watching the stars blaze across the night sky is not just a beautiful spectacle but can be immensely soothing to the soul. The best viewing times are usually around or after midnight, so gather a few blankets, perhaps a warm drink, and enjoy this cosmic display.

So, instead of the usual celebratory New Year post filled with standard promises, hopes, and resolutions that often fade by February, I will simply say this: I sincerely hope that 2026 is good to you. May it bring you joy, fulfillment, and countless opportunities to embrace everything that life has to offer. Take the time to forge connections, create memories, and above all, chase after the things that set your heart on fire.

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November 4, 2025

The Legacy of Witches: Nature, Society, and Modern Reflections

Had I been unfortunate enough to have existed a few hundred years ago, instead of now, I would almost certainly have been burned at the stake. Alternatively I may have been drowned in a nearby river for my bohemian aspirations and approaches to a healthier mental lifestyle.

Indeed, in my early twenties I was called a witch on many an occasion, mainly by undesirable beings I acquainted. This was for the boring but predictable reason that I wore black a lot and was dark haired, rather than it being the aura of mystery that clearly surrounded me! (wink).

Back then, I was far more reserved; I would not have admitted to many of the things that scored credit in my mental well-being ratings. For example, my autumn leaf crunching habit—crunching with my feet, that is—my leaf collecting habit (always useful for an artist to have) or my aversion to using artificial lighting in the morning unless absolutely essential (yes, I will sit in the dark eating my breakfast) as it is far more conducive to a fabulous gradual start to the day than putting the light on. I don’t care who knows now of course because individuality is to be embraced so it is much easier to find a place in the world in which to sit comfortably.

I have been tutoring English GCSE since earlier this year. In the literature we study, themes of misogyny and equality are common. Currently, we are discussing Macbeth, and the Essex Witch Trials have come up to provide context. In Shakespeare’s time, many believed in the occult and psychic powers, often respecting the boundaries of these beliefs, yet there was no respect for the women who were practicing witches. Witchcraft was used to explain any behavior from women that went beyond what men in society deemed acceptable, whether it was healing with herbal teas or being attractive and ‘bewitching’ to men.

Women accused of witchcraft faced trials and were put through tests to show if they were guilty or not. No matter the outcome, many died.

I find it interesting that I live in a village where witchcraft is part of the history embroidered through the foundations of the beautiful houses that ooze history, juxtaposed and standing strong with the twenty-first century new builds. These structures tell tales not only in their powerful architecture but also of the natural energy that beats from them like a heartbeat. These aged villages that are scattered through Britain seem to thrive like a tree growing in nutrient rich soil. The soil they are flourishing in though is intrigue, mystery and wonder. What about the witches who lived here before me, weaving their ‘spells’ in order to live in harmony with nature? I try to imagine how they felt to live in fear of facing accusations knowing that once that day came, there would be no hope.I believe that’s a story worth looking into, a deep dive into the past that could reveal how their legacy intertwines with our contemporary lives, inspiring a rediscovery of the magic that still lingers in the air.

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September 11, 2025

Why September Feels Like the Real New Year

I have always felt that the new year is more to do with September than January. even when I wasn’t working in education. It is ingrained into us from age four. We were taken shopping for new black shoes and a new pencil case (because this one is so last year). We also sometimes needed a new school bag and pumps. Finally, the pièce de résistance, the pencils, fountain pen and ink cartridges, and new felt tips!

I have always loved this time of year. As a child, it was the thing I loved most about school, apart from art lessons. Mum would take me into town to WH Smiths in Liverpool City Centre. We would buy these things the week before school started. I would feel confident that my tools and accessories would help me to succeed.

Now I have a huge room size pencil case and I still have the excitement of a child at the thought of buying new supplies. This ‘pencil case’ is not only where I can make art. It is also where I can share my joy and excitement with others. Ultimately, when I have finished my organisations, It will not only be a space for teaching art but a space that evokes a sense of calm. In my role as a journal therapist, I have built a portfolio of effective creative exercises. These exercises aim to free the mind of intrusive thoughts. They help in buying back precious moments of lust for life that have been earlier lost.

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August 20, 2025

Wildlife Encounters in Changing Landscapes

Lost Walks (2024) Mixed Media

Our usual early morning dog walk has been disrupted by metal fences that now barricade the usual route around the field. There will be no more peaceful sunrise walks with long summer grasses brushing past our legs. There will be no random daffodils, Fireweed, and Toadflax to photograph. I feel the need to capture them every year because they look different in some way. Most sadly of all though, there will be no more Lupins which I have looked forward to every springtime.

Maze doesn’t know why we can’t turn right anymore. Every morning she stands to look through the fence at the space. This has been her morning routine nearly all her life.

Neighbours, fellow dog walkers, and human walkers are lamenting the loss of this once appreciated open space. The wider community is also voicing concerns and expressing their sadness. But, it’s important to remember that the homes we enjoy were once an open space enjoyed by someone. My own home was the first house in the road and was a small farm. That said, this space and the fields beyond the woods which have also succumbed to developers, will be sorely missed. Most importantly, the wildlife will be forced out. In the last few days, I have seen more deer and more rabbits. I also spotted a field mouse that bolted out of the hedgerow straight into my path. I shrieked (not a fan, although I admit it was cute) and the creature looked startled and ran away (phew).

Everything Changes as the wonderful Gary Barlow once wrote and we can either fight these changes or embrace them. Sometimes change is for the better. The field in our road has fallen prey in recent years to wildfires. They are creeping closer each time to the back garden fences.

Life is already too short for fighting I think.

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May 12, 2025

Embracing Risk: Lessons from a Snail’s Journey

I met this little snail this morning who was also taking an early morning walk…er…slide..glide..whatever snails do. Actually, I nearly stood on him. I’m sure I have mentioned that during my walks, when my brain starts to relax, random questions arise. These questions are mind boggling yet maybe not so ridiculous. For instance, ‘why do slugs even try to cross this footpath? Why does it not realise the danger it is in just by breaking cover?’

So naturally, I nearly stood on this tiny creature. I asked the same thing in my head, of course. I haven’t taken to chatting out loud with the wildlife just yet.

But you know, then for the first time I started to think, why wouldn’t they cross? Why spend all of their already short life hiding away? I have never been a risk taker. I won’t even leave the house without a fully charged phone. I always have a ‘cardie’ just in case. I need to know when and where I will eat, drink, or do anything else that keeps me functioning. spontaneity is not my middle name! As a young girl and woman, I was careful not to draw attention to myself. If anyone said I was good at art, I played it down. I much prefer to heap attention and praise on others. I certainly wouldn’t speak in front of people. I was too scared to try anything new in art. What if I was rubbish at it? Everyone would see. I wasn’t exactly encouraged by school, so I don’t totally blame myself anymore.

In the last decade or so, I have taken some brave (for me) leaps of faith. I have exhibited my work in galleries. I have even won a couple of competitions. I have taken on jobs without knowing if I would be any good at them. Just because I knew they would be an amazing string to my bow if I was good at it. I am excited to learn new techniques. I am even more excited to pass on what I have learned.

Be more snail.

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April 15, 2025

Creating Mindfulness in Nature: A Reflective Outing

This weekend, I was working alongside fellow creatives in leading some community workshops in a non residential retreat. Titled, Creative Calm, these were held on the beautiful campus at ARU Writtle. I designed short tasks using drawing, painting, and writing. These short tasks embrace the idea that mindfulness can be achieved by focusing only on the moment.

Engaging with nature is known to improve life balance. It keeps us mentally fit and promotes a positive sense of wellbeing. Walking in green spaces, forests, woods, and fields makes us feel wholesome. More importantly, it allows us to reset our busy minds when partaking at either end of the day. Being creative also holds these powers. It doesn’t matter if you are an experienced and confident artist. You can also enjoy these benefits, even if you consider your skills to lie elsewhere. The secret to unlocking the powers is understanding that we, as humans, are part of nature. We are not a separate entity. Nature is made up of living, moving, ageing and ever-changing matter. We are just that.

Last week was filled with sad news of the passing of friends and family of friends. I chose a corner of the memorial garden on campus to create a watercolour painting. I’m unsure if that is the name of the garden. It has become a place where tributes are left in memory of those that have passed in recent years. It is also a retreat for peaceful sitting. As I studied the leaves, flowers and man made structures; I reflected, just sat and thought. I layered my painting with the subtle changes in green tone. My aim was to give it the depth and richness I wanted to achieve. I pondered (now there’s a word I don’t use often enough) on how and when we turn to nature. We use plant materials to celebrate life, whether that life is in the current, recently or long since passed. Flowers are given, wreaths or bouquets are laid or trees are planted in memorial. We become connected to nature by these acts of tenderness throughout our lives; we become memories planted firmly in those places of solace when we have moved on. This little corner of the campus is truly a wonderful place for addressing life balance and mental reset. Capturing the current through text and poetry can develop or strengthen mindful practice. It lets us close all the open tabs and hit the power down button for a short while.

My outcome from this session? Life really is too short, do what feels right and change direction if necessary. Cliched I know, but there are many paths to explore.

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March 29, 2025

The Calming Power of Circles in Art

Bocking Woods (2025)

Circles feature in much of my art, they are conducive to a sense of calm to me. Seeing such a perfect example with its swooping curve of nature, during an early morning walk filled me with joy. It was a great start to my day.

Over the past couple of weeks, I have been recovering slowly. It was from a monster of a migraine. The headache started during a day of teaching at school. I could do little to prevent it from escalating. The Easter holidays will be a time to reset. I will plan how to regain a little balance. Lately, time has been running away with me. I imagine this is why I still have the remnants of pain in my head. It is also why it is taking me an age to finish writing this post!

Walking is like a tool in my well being toolbox. It serves me well in terms of making sure I’m capable of thinking about my day ahead. It allows me to ponder on recent days. I can plan how I will build balance into each part of this one.

The day begins and ends with celestial circles; and I find that using circles in my practice is soothing. Whether it be a mandala, an emotion wheel, a print, or a zentangle pattern. The presence of a circle on my page is always aesthetically pleasing.

Witnessing such a fine example at the end of a long path through the forest was satisfying. It felt like a perfect metaphor for my difficult couple of weeks. It was a lovely addition to my morning walk. It seemed like a magical entrance to a fabulous day.

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March 4, 2025

The Benefits of Journaling Through Art

This afternoon was the first of two journaling lessons I teach at The Art and Design Studios in Great Waltham. Today’s task was my favourite exercise, drawing a tree. We draw trees we find pleasing and give thought to their similarities and differences to humanity. There are many topics of discussion to focus on that crop up during the session. I have taught this exercise over many years and each time it differs in content, outcomes and it develops. I learn from it myself, always.

I have many versions of drawing a tree. The one above is the first from today. I have another class tonight, so I will do at least one more. The tree is one I pass at least once a day. It often has a gang of dog walkers gathered underneath, chatting and socialising their dogs. Whatever the weather, they throw sticks in the river for games of ‘Fetch’. This is lovely to see. I manoeuvre my way around excitable pups who sometimes jump up to say hello. This prompts many apologies all round for a variety of reasons. Of course, all are totally unnecessary. But hey-that’s what we English do right?

This was very early morning yesterday and it was particularly tranquil. The weather was bitingly cold. I was so comfortable because I dress in many layers. I always prepare for being cold, especially when out early. The sky was as blue as early summer and I felt the endorphins flood through me. I reflected on how grateful I am to live within walking distance of these green spaces. I am grateful that I am healthy enough to enjoy them. I am also grateful that I have the freedom to do so. I can honestly say that I owe my new positive mindset, to once drawing a tree several years ago.

Time to think is important, even if it’s only for a minute every so often. Gift yourself the time.

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February 25, 2025

An unexpected (but very much appreciated) moment of Joy

Yesterday, while I took a short walk around Great Waltham between my classes, I found a beautiful patch of early crocus on some communal grass area. I looked around in the hope of finding a fallen, broken flower so I could take it back for the evening botanical drawing session, but alas, there was none. Also, it was great that there was none, because there were some that had been mightily flattened by the heavy downpours and still looked very securely attached to their stems and firmly rooted in the ground.

I noticed that the colour palette was very much in line with my own yesterday. I was wearing green and purple which I have also thought was very much a Daphne from Scooby Doo signature, so at least now I can instead associate it with spring colours instead.

What were the chances that I would choose to wear that combination on the same day that I decided to go for a walk between the classes and I would walk that way? That I would do this on the narrow window of time that these flowers bloom? Sometimes all the stars fall into line and bring about these small, really inconsequential happenings that do, for some reason, bring some much needed childlike joy to my brain!

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February 18, 2025

Sunrise, Frost and Frozen Toes

It was beautiful yesterday morning as I headed over the footbridge on the nature reserve, but oh my was it cold!! This was at 07.38, the sun was coming up promising to warm me, but I was chilled to the bone and I stayed that way for most of the day.

This morning I went for an early swim, also a cold activity but walking home, I was so wrapped up in layers and the sun was out so it was a lovely cosy, comfortable walk back.

For the rest of the day I will choose from the long list of little jobs I have put off until we break for half term, inevitably, a fair few will be put off until Easter and summer breaks but I have become a lot more chilled. I am chipping away at that list slowly and not doing my usual thing of starting one job, then mid way through it, starting another so I can finish the first! There then follows an endless cycle of unfinished tasks and a huge mess.

I feel I am being a bit hard on myself actually, (the old me from a few years back would never have said that…progress indeed) because I have already been busy over the weekend with sorting bags and clothes I no longer need-I have re-organised my art room as I have had more supplies delivered for workshops and cleaned in general quite a lot. So in light of that-finishing reading my book might be bumped to the top of that list, after walking my dog.

Bring on the spring, I am ready for it!

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