The world around me did not exist during the course of this morning. And then it did. My laptop screen had faded to black, sharply
Writings
Image by Gert Altmann from Pixabay The way to deal with an offender, according to a custom from the Bemba (or Bemba speaking) people in
The other day I was chatting to a friend who has been spending some time sorting through trunks of old photographs and videos. She
A follow-up on my process of emerging from the dark hole – that’s the suggestion I received for this Chat. Please click here if you
I’ve spent the last few days in a very dark hole. The underlying reasons are really not important. It’s enough for me to allow my
After a wee sabbatical from writing The Chat, I’m happy to be back. If you have managed to venture out to the shops during the
Another week has passed. It now belongs to the past. (And this is not a grammar lesson!) “Isn’t the past kind? It’s always over” said
Do you know how to access your realm of enchantment? I may sound as if I’m on a unicorn riding into the Utopian sunset. But,
We are half way through the year 2020, a year synonymous with pandemic and lockdown, a year that, to many, represents loss in time, life
This morning I sat down to write my morning pages, a practice that I picked up many years ago from Julia Cameron’s book The Artist’s