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Demeter’s Story
Yesterday I released my retelling of Demeter’s Story to those who are participating in my online course Bloom by Moon. It’s a beautiful story that engages with the themes of mothering, grief, loss and the cyclic nature of things. It engages with issues of what it means to nurture another being, the empty-nest syndrome and the danger of over-investing our sense of self in our relationships with our children. However, it is not solely relevant for women who have birthed and raised children – I take a much broader view of the relevance of the mother goddess than that. As I stated in a post I shared over at Roots…
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Small Stones 2
Seed wishes caught in spiderwebs tremble in the breeze of an oncoming storm. This is my second small stone, a writing practice that I began at the start of this week. To read more, please check out the first post.
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We Are Never Not Broken
Last week I asked you, sweet reader, what would happen if you discovered how contradictory I am in myself? How would it affect your opinion of me if I revealed the inconsistency of my many selves? This is something I have struggled with for such a long long time. I thought that I needed to present a whole, coherent self to the universe. One that was legible and complete and comprehensive. One that made sense. One that appealed! In these days of online business and monetized blogs, our persona has become our business. We are our personal brands. And so, necessarily, if I wish to follow this route, I must…
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Small Stones 1
Today I am starting something new. I am starting the practice of small stones. Small stones are very short descriptions of a moment where you were completely present, completely engaged, completely conscious. For me, a small stone is a tiny fragment of the sacred that is available to us in the seemingly quotidian moment. It’s a way of calling me back to myself. So every day I am going to post a small stone. Some moment, some person, some object that I have taken the time to notice and to celebrate in words. It is my hope that this practice will not only continually bring me back to the present, but…
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The Story of Me & Him
This is how the story goes. This is how my version of the story goes. This is what I remember of my version of the story, plus all those softenings, embellishments, and flourishes that my romantic idealisation has contributed. Because you see, lovely reader, it has been over 14 years now since the events in this story have passed. More than enough time, I think you’ll agree, for any number of alterations to be made to my memory. In this incarnation of the story, I am 18 years old. In fact, if I’m being precise here, I am 18 years, 4 months, 2 weeks and 1 day, but that, as…
