Archive for November 2014

nowhere to hide

November 26, 2014

A few months before my last drink, I had my first experience of meditation. I listened to a Siddha Yoga CD of Mum’s, sat still/prayed/asked for help/did the ugly cry. It was messy and awkward, and I just thought I was doing it all wrong, and seriously you just sit here? But during that half […]

amy palko: talking about a revolution

November 18, 2014

There is this fabulous pun in Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale that ‘pen is envy’; a play on the idea that women don’t want a penis, but a means to claim their voice. And now that we can instantly reach the eyes and ears of millions, even though we are able to say whatever the hell […]

then, the laundry

November 12, 2014

Image credit – Susannah Conway After holding the unholdable for six days, I’m in the lull. Its the moment of in-between. The liminal place. I’m itchy to act, do, create. And my body just wants to rest in the warm silence. I’m trying to listen. After all that was Redfox: the planning, the focus, the logistics and […]

I’m so disappointed in you

November 04, 2014

Sooner or later, it’s going to happen. You’ll read something or hear something or expect something and you won’t like what you get. Your internet service provider will go offline and totally screw up your day (Hey Virgin Media!), a friend will give a lame excuse to not meet up (with very little notice), you’ll be […]