It's Autumn. The season of constant change. Nothing stays the same for long. I feel it. I feel liminal. Between. I'm learning to hold things more gently. To explore what stings and then let it go. I don't feel anywhere or like anyone in particular, not defined, nothing definite. It's incredibly confusing and exciting at… Continue reading Liminal.
I stay a while, watching petals give up their reaching, one by one. Somewhere, a cliff cracks open, rocks fall. A tree sheds its bark. A fire turns breathless. Everything revealing then ending itself, as if for the first time, as if for the last time, over & over. What now? I wonder. What now?… Continue reading Endless Rhythms…
Recently I've noticed the popularity of the word 'conversation' when it comes to social issues & inequity. But like so many words, it's becoming so over-used that I'm not sure what it means anymore. So here's a wee rant on my current thoughts around 'conversation'. I'm hearing (and have no doubt said) more times than… Continue reading What Conversation?
I always considered hope to be something we ought to hold onto in life. Something that helps us through difficult times. Light in the dark. Yet recently, I’ve found my relationship to hope changing significantly. For starters I started to get annoyed with our common conception of hope in consumer culture. Hope that appears very… Continue reading Hope is Overrated.
So often, I don’t think we say what we’re really thinking or feeling because it appears too infinite. I sometimes think we get scared and start naming emotions too early, too fond of neat and tidy nouns. We don’t give the messiness a chance to settle in our bones. And this can lead to a… Continue reading Words on a Feeling…
The bed is on fire, sparks dancing off the walls & you’re chasing them. Eyes burning like two pools absorbing sky, moments before dark. I’m watching you flames curling round my chest tight & tighter until I cannot breathe, until night turns cobalt then black & at last, I do not have to hear what… Continue reading Screaming into the Dark…
Recently, I've been struggling for words again. It's happened a few times this pandemic. I know I could let go of the expectation that we need words for everything we feel and experience. Because there are no words big enough for most things. But I equally like the challenge of finding words for the unsayable.… Continue reading Words or Action?
The pandemic emotional rollercoaster is the wildest rollercoaster I think I've ever been on. Over the past week, due to numerous little happenings I was feeling pretty low. But instead of sitting with how I felt, I was beating myself up for feeling that way. But through it all and as a result of learning… Continue reading We Need Each Other.
Face value. An economics term I don't really understand. A way of taking people as they come. And literally, the value in a face. But when it comes down to it, do we really try working with people at face value? It seems to me that so often we rush in with preconceptions and assumptions,… Continue reading Face Value.
We carry our noise into these mountains, as if we know why we ended up here as if we know where we are going. Part 1 of this post pondered the idea of visualising the relationships between 'things' using thread. But I think this idea is a little bit lazy. Because when we visualise threads… Continue reading The Threads that Connect Us; Part 2