grieving
I am grieving for the loss of who I am, of who I was. This is painful enough, but I’m also grieving for what I’m about to lose, for what I will lose in the coming weeks. This anticipation of …
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arrive
Are you here? Are you really here, or are our thoughts somewhere else? Is part of your shen still lingering at yesterday’s meeting or this morning’s breakfast table? When you enter a new space, turn to a new project, or …
relationships
It does little good to categorise your friendships, even if Facebook encourages you to do so, just to avoid the chatter of long-lost school mates. Still, every relationship is different, and you know from who you can ask a favour, …
small cracks
Nature moves inexoribly; it has eternity to overcome the hard with it’s soft ways. Abrasive wind; washing water; creeping roots. If we want to create great things, we must start with the small things. To care for something means to …
forewarning
They say to be forewarned is to be forearmed, but what weapons can be brought to bear against despair? When one lives atop the mountain and has the time to look out, there are few surprises; beyond defensive measures, what …