The Seal Wife
Once upon a time, up in the North, in the islands, where green foam flecked waves meet blue sky, there […]
Once upon a time, up in the North, in the islands, where green foam flecked waves meet blue sky, there […]
“At the end of my suffering, there was a door.” – The Wild Iris Last week, Louise Glück won the Nobel Prize for
Somehow, you grow lonelier than the world that contains you. That is why you so want to be touched. –
“PUT POTATO IN FRIDAY BEAUTY” “JUST ONE WORD” “POTATO” My friend Emma and I spent two days rapturously screaming at
It’s rare to find something that is exactly what it says it is. Ross Gay’s The Book of Delights is
In these strange days, living by myself in lockdown, there were days, weeks, when my concentration was shot. I couldn’t
A short simple Friday Beauty this week. Small Kindnesses by Dansusha Lameris I’ve been thinking about the way, when you
Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That’s where the most important things come from,
Sat in front of a fire, with a black cat nestled beside me, who insisted on gently resting his paw
Living Myth Podcast I don’t remember the rabbit hole, the desire path that brought me to Michael Meade’s Living Myth