The pendulum swings
hard over to one side,
then to the other.
It is relentless,
unstoppable,
heavy, powerful.
It is not about stopping
the pendulum.
It is about carrying on
despite the swings.
I shake the snowglobe
and the scene is lost
among the swirling chaos.
And as the snow slowly settles
I can see clearly again.
Clarity requires stillness—
as with the snowglobe,
as with life.
But to leave
the snowglobe unshaken… read more»
The famous actor
dishes out his advice for life.
It takes me a while to realise
that I am not that actor.
I have my own desires,
my own foolish vanities,
my own addictions.
Why would I want his?
Perhaps… read more»
I wonder if the rules
we set ourselves
are an excuse—
a false sanctuary—
protecting us from
the difficult work,
the messy work,
the imperfect work
of walking, vulnerable,
into the wilds of our own
emotional landscape.