As merging individuals of the modern world, we strive for these very new age, seemingly unquantifiable states of being, namely: happiness and individuality. At the core of most, if not all, of our life choices – even movements/gestures and posture – is this want to feel or produce, happiness and a feeling of defined individuality. As I write this, I know that I am not … Continue reading My Freedom is Undefined
I can not spend enough time talking about vagina. In my perfect world, there would be a whole university dedicated to the education of enjoying, loving, respecting and understanding your or someone else’s vagina. In this university one whole year would be spent on deconstructing the damaging, universal belief that the vagina is a ‘difficult’ part of the human body. This year would also look … Continue reading The VAG.
For so long, I have thought that support looked like a floor. I admit to confusing or conflating a solid foundation with a space in which to exhale. As I age and reward myself with time and stillness, I find myself acknowledging that there are not many people in my world who know how to give support, myself included. I have looked at myself and … Continue reading What does support look like?
It’s Friday afternoon. I’m sitting across the table from a 12-year old chocolate drop and her best friend, also a 12-year old chocolate drop. It has been over a year that I have been working; au-pairing/ mentoring in this family. My sides hurt from laughing so hard. We have been playing truth, dare, double-dare, kiss command or torture. This game is fascinating and usually ends with … Continue reading YouTube chats.
I have noticed in myself a kind of hermit-crabbing. I have watched myself retreating from the outside turbulence and the rough tides. I have listened to myself whisper quietly, words that sound like exhaustion, like a dry bark or as if my tongue were stuck to my palate. I have become a hermit-crab, creating a house out of each new situation that I find myself in. … Continue reading We, who live here.
Words like commitment, marriage, partnership, love and promise are used so often in this superficial society of ours. I grew up believing whole heartedly that these words held value and would be a part of my fairytale. As I have grown and aged and been exposed to life in the few years that I have had of it, I have come to recognise that I … Continue reading Truth and a proposal
I have only ever been cognitively ill-equipped to deal with sensory overload twice in my life. Both times I had, by mistake, consumed substances that enhanced my senses in a way that I had not been warned about. The first was less of an overload and more of a sensual awakening that required me to be removed from all human beings who might potentially catch … Continue reading David Attenborough