Like a great swath of humanity, I have been walking my way through this pandemic. I began, back in our first lockdown nearly a year ago, walking out of desperation. Confined, with a roomate to our two-bedroom apartment, I worked, slept and retreated into my room, coming out only for meals and maybe an evening … More The Miracle of Plodding
When I was a little girl, perhaps six or seven, I remember lying in my bed and feeling intensely lonely, so much so that I couldn’t fall asleep. “Why are you lonely?” asked my mom, kindly, but perhaps a little befuddled. Our house was full of people and love. My sister slept in the bunk … More Wait With Me
Beauty comes to me as a love letter. Unfolding it, something enfolds me, and I cannot move past it. I am held by sight, sound and touch, sometimes even by a scent of something so lovely moving on is simply impossible. I must pause from whatever I am doing, wherever I am going. I must … More Is it not enough?