What is sanity? // Is it to tether on the edge of consciousness, leaving only crumbs to decorate my footsteps, following the imposed rules and regulations one by one until my soul dies a slow and quiet death?
Risky Business
Biding Time
It may have seemed as if we were accepting but we were just biding time. // Nesting, sucking in energy, drawing breath. preparing for the moment when we would fly.
Tales From Another Life: The Chamonix Chambermaid
She wasn't a pretty woman. Rough, uncared for skin, thinning reddish hair, calloused hands. Here was a woman hardened by life, I thought. Here was a woman you wouldn't want to be. Her demeanor was direct and unimpressed. As we toiled side by side, tackling yet another semi-identical room, shaking out one freshly laundered duvet... Continue Reading →
On Beauty: A Letter to my Daughters
Dearest daughters, You are so young, only five and two, and so blessedly contained inside the safe square that makes up your world. On the beach, you shed your clothes in seconds, concerned only with skipping to the water in as few steps as possible. When you get dressed in the morning, your main objective... Continue Reading →
In Weakness Veritas
When I am able-bodied and strong, it is easy to create the illusion that I and those I love could exist in a vacuum. Nothing could be further from the truth. As humans, we are little jigsaw pieces of a hugely complex society, each performing a task so that the next person won't have to.... Continue Reading →
What A Wise Woman Once Told Me
Once upon a work day, a friend, fellow mother and esteemed colleague much wiser than me made a statement during lunch that has stayed with me: All over our world, women having children is seen as a problem. Now, my yang side can find some truth in this statement. It is a disruption to office... Continue Reading →
On Mama's Mind 