Creating, coffee and coping.

Oh hey, remember me? How’s it going? Everyone coping okay through these strange times? I’m at home with the kids and Lucy (our cat) and feel quite grateful for what I have and where I am in life. I get to take time to savour my morning coffee every single morning. I’ve been reading –…

four breaths in….

As i sit at my writing desk to do just that, it becomes tragically clear: i can’t. Day after day i sit, while my ink turns dry as my mouth in unanswered anticipation. My mind, full of urgency, sends a million ideas racing under my skin desperate to be seen but they flood and drown…