Trajectories of Dying
What I really wanted to do was join that baby and start screaming bloody murder.
An Unplanned Pilgrimage
"...it is one where hearts are opened, precisely because of their breaking."
Life is NOT a Race
It was sunny, but it felt like fake sunshine, a sun that held no real…
Deciding On A Path
What is it with the need to be right?
Containing A Life
We all know that with one slip we fall off into forever.