Liza Martin-Pope

Two ladies, Starbucks, #1 hubby Kim Namjoon…

I wonder into Starbucks this morning. Still bleary eyed from posting on social media in support of the famillies in Israel who have children and family members missing or killed in Terror attack on 7:10. It is exhausting, yet I have to do whatever I can in any way. With another late night I takeContinue reading “Two ladies, Starbucks, #1 hubby Kim Namjoon…”

7/10 Never again and hostages released…time to speak.

The attack in Israel was shocking on so many levels, I have found it very hard to speak about openly. Mainly because people I spoke to held the most shocking views I had ever heard. Comments that hurt to the core of my very being. As an asylum seeker in hiding from threats to killContinue reading “7/10 Never again and hostages released…time to speak.”

Lockdown…tears

It had been almost a year into the lockdown. I lived alone and had little or no contact with people. I was crying during a regular messaging session with my most special person. I was crying and messaged that I was crying. The reply ‘I shall kiss away those tears’ in that moment I haveContinue reading “Lockdown…tears”

Truth, Love, Freedom…

What a combo, like a line from a film, Hollywood blockbuster meets party manifesto. Yet these three words and the concepts behind them are remarkably difficult to achieve, required constant work and are not a linear process. Inescapable truths are exactly what they say on the tin. A persons actions are an unescapable truth. Our wordContinue reading “Truth, Love, Freedom…”