To safe and almost universal silence I published How Far From Here is Home? (Stride) a few days before Christmas…
Go well
I have walked into the grief. I have walked into brave space, mine and others’. I have sat in…
Tired, but
I am tired. Though I write from a place of privilege and of safety, I am tired. Tired of feeling…
Saying goodbye
I want to congratulate you on passing this course and achieving QTS in this uniquely difficult and strange year. None…
Courage
Courage It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. The…
Brave space?
Invitation to Brave Space Together we will create brave space. Because there is no such thing as a “safe…
We never keep to the present
We never keep to the present. We recall the past; we anticipate the future as if we found…
Do not pass go, do not collect £200
The grief keeps on coming. Though I write from my place of privilege, of safety, it still feels relentless.…
Living in the layers
The Layers I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I…
