There’s been a lot of silence in solitude of late, but that seems to be a necessary part of listening for the what the future might bring
Sounds of silence
Writing my manifesto
Love and life is what got me through the last two years and it’s at the heart of what I’m hoping for whatever the outcome of this election
What became of the future?
Does the current rehashing of history to serve destructive aims suggest we need to address past losses if we’re going to find a way forward that benefits us all?
Ending of a chapter
Another cafe has closed, which means I’m looking for somewhere to replace it, as well as trying to find answers to some of the questions I have about life…
Human to human
We do need to take back control, but control of our lives, our emotional integrity, our thoughts and our own agency
Finding the words
There is a deficit of language in relation to the apparent contradiction of the ongoing pain of loss and the emergence of hope
Into the dark woods
I accept that not all of the conversations we have can touch the depths, but so often I’m left with the feeling that what’s really going on inside me simply remains there, silent, unexplored, like a dark forest
Pessimism interrupted
Amid all the things I’ve heard and seen this week that pushed me towards despair, there came a timely reminder from a friend not to give up hope
The personal and the political
Can we imagine a world where we don’t just make decisions based on narrow self interest or economic expediency but also take love into account?
Dreams bigger than ballot boxes
The creative, collaborative, peace-seeking approach that has been in evidence during this elections suggests something that will have long term significance…