If our culture is a collective fantasy, grief is maybe too much of a threat
Fantasy and the challenge of mourning
Paradise in hell
I haven’t found a way yet of holding both realities, which seem to coexist while remaining very distinct
Message in a bottle
Often the message in a weekly email I’ve signed up to has been very timely, including a recent one that included a reminder that building a new life is possible, but requires a great deal
Light and darkness on Twelfth Night …
There is so much more we need to do, but when times are dark, maybe light, joy and celebration can be acts of defiance?
Dreaming of a different kind of union
In the UK I have to work harder to hold onto the things that seemed so clear in Greece, but what I’ve seen there, and in the Netherlands this past week, also fuels my dreams
A tale of two cities, or more…
Back in London I feel cut off from Athens, missing the conversations, the intensity, the roll ups, the sense that politics matter
A matter of life and death
On this night in Athens, I didn’t want to accept the idea that nothing could be done to reign in the power of the corporations and the economic elites
Knowledge and power
The question of whether we can make a difference in the world seemed particularly important as I walked through Plaka on Monday
The power of ‘no’
Four articles I’ve read most accurately reflect what I’ve been seeing and hearing in Athens over the last few days
A new era begins
As we sat eating souvlaki and tzatziki in a Monastiraki restaurant, Maria read on her Twitter timeline that bank closures and credit controls would start Monday