Smiling Through The Smoke

There is a particular kind of endurance that does not announce itself.

The Exchange Beneath the Masks

There is a way people enter rooms without ever removing anything.

The Heavy Clarity of Restraint

There is a clarity that does not feel like relief.

My Own Stained Glass

I used to imagine a coherent life as one without fractures.

When Fear Dresses as Wisdom

Fear is not always loud.

Be a Bird - Fly

There are moments when holding on begins to feel like learning the shape of a cage.

Loving in Silence

Some emotions that do not announce themselves.

Honour Changes the Temperature of a Room

I once sat through a church meeting that became surprisingly tense.

Firm Foundation

A few days ago, someone left a comment on Unbundling Myself Slowly.

Empty and Excited

I finished a meeting tonight and closed my laptop.