I chew food, fluffy delicious bread, how did the air get in there? Who planted the wheat? How did it…
“People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own souls. One does not become…
When we are ready to look at ourselves As a psychotherapist, we learn as much as we can about the…
Dear loved ones, I started the year alone. In Latvia I had got used to thoroughly enjoying my own company.…
Returning to England one of the things of being new to everything (again) is being forced to be more conscious.…
I lived in Latvia for a little over two years. It felt a lot more. Nothing happens in Latvia, at…
For centuries the midsummer has been embodied within communities, connected to each person’s wellbeing, the coming together of people and…
Sometimes parts of us hide away waiting for years to come back to the surface. Maybe they come back knocking…
I had a bizarre situation this grey, dull, humid morning. I was ten minutes late for a writing group. I…
I want to write when I was a child, twelve or thirteen years old, I wasn’t obsessed about sex and…
At first it is deliriously delightful to be controlled, held, to be given a new form. It is tantalising to…
