I’ve been in my new home, self isolating alone on the edge of town, a short walk up to Southwick Hill, for a week now. It’s been non stop for three weeks, preparing for the move, moving and then getting set up here. Lying half awake first thing this morning I felt like I wanted … Continue reading Southwick Hill
This poem was inspired by Brene Brown’s book “Daring Greatly” which I talk more about here. In the book she talks about “leaning in” to difficult feelings rather than pushing them away or pulling away from them. Easier said than done, but this notion of leaning into difficult feelings in an almost physical or embodied way … Continue reading Lean into it, she says