The Weight of the Pause

There is a peculiar confidence that comes with momentum.

The Space We Leave

We are often eager to give people answers.

I Am Vulnerable

There are moments when life quietly reminds you of your size.

Who Are You Helping?

I listened to someone animate an opportunity to help, and it hit me: that is who they are. It changed how I look at what it means to give.

The Unwritten Page

The house is quiet now.

The Woven Reply

I smiled again, reading this.

The Specific Shade

My hand hovered over the table longer than it should have.

Red.

Black.

Blue.

I picked one up, put it back, then reached for it again.

The Slimmest of Margins

Earlier today, I stood there.

Holding a journal.

Having a quiet argument with myself.

Should I give it to her?

Let the Bird Fly

There are moments when you send something into the world and you find yourself watching the sky afterwards.

The Door Called "I Do Not Know"

I completed a leadership programme recently.