I wrote this piece with a particular person in mind. It was originally published on the Looking Glass blog There is a place I go when I...

What I have learned (unlearned, or may still be learning) from the month of January... Life still clings to stark places. The real spring...

The following is an adapted version of an advanced Dialectical Behavioural Therapy (DBT) skill called "safe space visualization." This...

Sometimes I still hear sirens in the silent spaces. An echo of the before my body still responds to. The before I can blink. The before I...

She is both defined by coastlines and bound by no one A shaper of landscapes Drawn only by the pull of the moon She is not unknowable if...

Sometimes I wonder if I'm simply standing in the same place I was two years ago. Knee deep in the swirling winter water, with the tide...

Yesterday I stood in the face of the ocean's waves as they beat against the shore. I saw in them the same fury, pain, and grief that so...

Here are a few simple thoughts from today accompanied by the sunset that stirred them... So much of the work (and so many of the...

The little victories every day that no one sees… Talk to me about resilience when you’ve clung to a year without mercy - When you’ve...