A cool, introspective writer and a beautiful woman. I love this quote and photo of Joan Didion... the statement so perfectly represents how I feel moving through the bramble bush that my 40s are turning out to be. And the photo... the other day in a moment just like any other moment, I noticed a... Continue Reading →
Behind closed eyes
There is no exit point here Only an entry I may sit at the threshold, resisting or walk into it, trusting I may stand at its very centre yet still know nothing I may be touched again and again with thoughts, criticisms, judgements an aching knee a heavy heart a mad desire yet not ask... Continue Reading →