The question of how I should refer to my wedding anniversary points to bigger ones about my life now…
The search for the perfect breakfast or brunch is on, and it feels that the boundaries of what people are prepared to do to get the perfect table are being pushed all the time
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
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
I’ve landed in a new place, but it might take me some time to get used to it
The idea of leaving ‘the waiting room’ is exhilarating, but terrifying at the same time
The thought of ‘re-entering’ the world raises a lot of questions about what kind of world I’d be going back to…
It feels like it’s time to do what a book I read described as “re-enter” life, but I’m not sure yet how that’s done…
Just as we struggle to talk about loss and grief, we don’t seem to have language about newness.
What do we have to struggle against if we are going to be free to dream?