What comes to mind for me first when thinking into what fuels me to write? Ok, lets do the fossils, that old trauma, those memories of past pain, embarrassment, fear and humiliation… those parts of me that whether settled and carried lightly now or not… have the capacity to play up, seemingly at random and […]
Fuel me, again and again and again… right? Read More »
Tomorrow I’m going for a biopsy. And… I’m scared… Scared of the biopsy? No, I’m scared of what they might find out. Cos you’re scared of dying? No, cos… my birthday weekend and that… like I have just had three days with lots of the people I love… and I really enjoyed that and them…
An in my head two voice conversation… Read More »
Today I turned seventy, my Mother was born in April 1931, she birthed me in March 1956, her Mother was born in 1902. Yesterday I spent some time with a newish friend, she was born in 1957. She suggested the day out as a celebration of my birthday and we met at the royal Academy
An Elder came to me… Read More »
This morning I watched a YouTube video hosted by two friends of mine. They had invited a Taoist internal martial arts teacher to join them and she shared her understanding of Tao and this Chinese new year, February 2026, the year of the fire horse. Rather than try to put into words how that conversation
Caught in Myopic. A Taoist observation… Read More »
I sometimes live in this imagined community, this imagined space, this fictional city in my head. It’s an escape from the reality I see around me, around us, which is dark and exhausting. Also a focus on what needs to be done to change that, as in, where might we go now, for real? My
We Have Capa City Here Read More »
