Go well

I have walked into the grief. I have walked into brave space, mine and others’. I have sat in … More

Tired, but

I am tired. Though I write from a place of privilege and of safety, I am tired. Tired of feeling … More

Invitation to Brave Space Together we will create brave space. Because there is no such thing as a “safe … More

We never keep to the present. We recall the past; we anticipate the future as if we found … More

The Layers I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I … More

I can’t be alone in experiencing the coronavirus crisis and resulting lockdown as something of an infringement on my … More

My concentration has not been all that it might have been recently. Loved ones are suffering. Some with this thing, … More

Any Common Desolation can be enough to make you look up at the yellowed leaves of the apple tree, the … More

I nearly went back on Twitter the other day. Not once, but several times. One of my very lovely relatives … More