Care

  • A Little Story

    A little story. A lovely one. While standing in line at the shop, today, holding a baby in one arm and a pram in the other, the lady in front of me turned. ‘Please go ahead of us. I see… Continue reading

  • The Absolute Truth

    I know the words I’ve spoken are true; they have been wider and further than the ordinary kind. Those words of the heart that stretch across souls, here they are: truth sending forth her deepest moan. The absolute truth is… Continue reading

  • Kindness

    Kindness is everywhere if we look hard enough. And you’ll know how it feels, because you’ll know how it looks. And if you know how it looks… you’ll know your most important identity. You’ll know how to be beautiful you.… Continue reading

  • Remembered

    The words were simple. A question. A question of heart and soul. ‘If you could be remembered for one thing, what would that be?’ What would that be? And I knew I wouldn’t be remembered for the jobs I’d done… Continue reading

  • Sparking Joy

    I folded the tee shirt and watched my hands. They were beautiful as they moved, delicate in the way they twisted and rolled within the fabric. I’d never noticed them do that before. And just like that I’d found a… Continue reading

  • Thank You

    I was in tears this morning, bouncing on my fit ball in front of the TV at my new favourite time of day (4AM). I was watching the world news. Small children were being handed over a fence to soldiers… Continue reading

  • Human Like You

    Do not ask me to hate the ‘broken’ ones. I am a broken one because I am human. You are too. You are too. Do not ask me to turn my soul inside out so I might fit into your… Continue reading

  • She Would

    If she could hold the world with all her heart. If she could soften the growls of the wildest of them, she would. Oh, she would. Oh, she would. Continue reading

  • It’s Love

    Perhaps I am here to write. But at the core of that, at the core of my words, at the core of my message…I’m here to love. I always have been, and it’s more clear to me now that I’m… Continue reading

  • Together, Alone

    In the lonely hours they cry for their humanity. For the lost past, for the uncertain present they wander lost. Together, alone. Continue reading