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While it may sometimes feel like the ground is moving beneath our feet, there's one fundamental shift underway that is cause for hope rather than alar...

Our conversations about the wider world are often framed with negativity - whether it's about terrorist threats, disasters, corrupt politicians or school bullying. But the world is also full of inspiring stories of hope, progress and generosity - and by choosing to focus on these, we again open up the space for very different conversations. As Alain de Botton said, "the secret to a good conversation is sharing our vulnerabilities and dreams". So let's have more conversations that matter.

When the hurricane struck, communities banded together to ensure the most vulnerable - children and the elderly - were carried to safety. Once in temporary shelters it was women who mobilised to pool resources and ensure everyone was fed. They also made sure that teenage girls and single women slept away from the men, to ensure their safety.

Durham is my home now, just like Istanbul was before, and Aleppo before that, I don't know where my journey will take me next but I just hope that when I return to Syria I will be able to contribute to a brighter future.

What a crazy week to be a clown, as the Director of Clowns Without Borders and a performer myself, I can say that with some authority. The spate of "evil clown" sightings has lead many people to ask me if it'll affect our work; not at all. We're clowns! We're resilient, if we get knocked down, we simply dust ourselves off and get back up. It's why after centuries we're still here making people laugh.

But what struck me as I peddled through city after city, each offering a kaleidoscope view into how our clothes, textiles, tiles, electronics to even our door knobs are made, is how disconnected Western people are with the impact of our consumption on communities around the world.

My anxiety took the form of depression, stress, stomach problems, regular colds and flu, procrastination, near panic attacks, not sleeping or eating properly and loneliness because I was keeping myself away from my friends so I didn't have to talk about my life.

Before I begin recounting my life, I would like to highlight that my story, the one that you are about to embark on, is a fortunate one. There are many others who are going through worse and my experiences are just a fraction compared to what friends and relatives in Syria have witnessed and been through at first hand. The first part of my journey started on March 15th 2011, a date Syrians will talk about for decades to come...

Working in the beauty industry in London in the late nineties and early noughties was a close-knit, glamorous affair. I use the word 'affair' partly b...

Our journey started on the day that Milo was born. Although my pregnancy scans had not picked up any problems, Milo was struggling to breathe and when...

A few weeks ago I wrote about how the world is finally waking up to the importance of sleep to support children's well-being. I'm delighted to tell y...

Promoting body positivity is always a huge focus point for me. So championing the face of Hummingbird are not models, but real and relatable women that have fought their very own battle against breast cancer at least once in their life.

When I think back to key moments in my life, I was fortunate enough to have supportive mentors who helped provide me with guidance, ideas and confidence, to achieve my goals at different points in time. I think back to a teacher at my school who recognised my interest in international relations and helped me consider a study abroad programme...

I'd be quite lost without such distraction offered by the world outside or life online. Those daily chance encounters and random diversions often offer a route out of trouble when a story hits a dead end.

We focus so much on what we have to do and our lack of time. We rush from one place to the next, our lives are filled with things to do, places to be that we sometimes don't allow ourselves to be more compassionate.