Original Fear

I’ve been digging, digging so deep there is dirt in my hair and mud on my face. I’ve been digging through the soft and hard layers of myself looking for rock. I have anxiety so I asked my anxiety what I needed to do to make myself feel safe enough that my anxiety could stand…

What Is Life In The Yellow?

I’m sure in time I’ll be able to explain exactly what Life In The Yellow is with an articulate handful of words but until that happens I’m going to inflict a very basic tree metaphor on you. I apologise in advance. Brace yourself…ok here we go… Think about a large tree, something like an old…

The Ruins + The Garden

I can feel my perspective evolving…as though I am outside my own life and moving ever-so-slowly to a new window through which I can understand my current circumstances from an upside down angle. I can see it all, all the wounds and the quiet space where the war was lost all those years ago. I…