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
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?
Resolute, but no resolutions
I know I want a better, meaningful life, but how can I get there when the hurt of the present is so strong?
When we think about love
If our individualistic, atomised worlds have so little to offer when we, or our lives disintegrate, then what are the foundations of a better, more sustainable life?
Playing a waiting game
Suffering and endurance demands a lot of us, but the move towards a more creative stance of reimagining the future is tough to navigate
Giving voice to sadness
It’s vital in a city like Detroit that the voices of suffering, poverty and disadvantage are heard
Remembering the Syracuse slump
Questions about the future, what we want to build and create can render us powerless and ineffective, unsure about what to do…
Learning to see afresh
Are our individualistic perspectives a blindness that prevents us seeing our inter-connectedness? Could experiencing and understanding our dependence on others bring fresh sight?
Is that all there is?
During a trip to Sidmouth, I got to think about cafes, poscapitalism, and the fact that what’s needed is more than cool coffee bars and distressed wood
Respecting the past
I often find it necessary to argue against some imagined suggestion that any happiness I might have in the future would somehow ‘cancel out’ the pain and anguish of losing Mark