November 2019 Meeting

We met for a few hours yesterday. It was just three of us, which happens often but it was good to catch up. There was tea, there were masala peanuts, coconut barfis, a singular shared orange, Noah and catch up time. There was conversation around the mechanics of creating and holding “safe space”: What does…

Sleeping my way through it….

Sleep is the only thing on my mind these days. I have skipped work, and instead slept this whole week. My room seems like a prison at these times. The only consolation is Noah is sleeping too, close by. Sleeping through my days is for me an almost certain indication that I’m falling into a…

Anatomy of a Reading Spell

I had the most beautiful but brief reading spell last month. While my menagerie of books gather dust, those few days were a reminder as to why to be able to read is central to my well-being. Like a quick spell of summer rain that transforms a parched landscape, I caught up with a few…