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Box Ticking

“It’s only a body; it will do whatever you tell it to.” The beauty of visiting your edge is that, the more frequently you touch it, the broader it expands. And then beautifully, your edge becomes your sustenance. The discomfort experienced whilst at your edge creates space for ever-expanding freedom: mental, physical, spiritual. It’s taken […]

Quiet little hum

My house was full. Full of people; Bringing dishes, Bringing bottles, Bringing children; Bringing friends of friends of friends. My house was full of music, my house was full of laughter, my house was full of noise. Washing dishes; Picking up the detritus; Emptying the ashtrays; Finding things between the cushions; Finding people under blankets; […]

Pleaser.

I hate that name. I’d wither were someone to categorize me as a pleaser: someone who does as they’re supposed to with no soul in their course; stays out of the way, out of trouble… Idly witnessing your fight flicker out is a bit like watching those men tugging their instruments as the Titanic sank. […]

Fit to be Boxed

Nothing will put you together again, the whole of your parts will never be located; and no one will ever know you as you truly are if you present your story with a veil protect yourself with little lies that feel safe deliver interpretations rather than the truth But you’ll get disgusted with their efforts […]