
The Growth You Don’t Get Credit For
The Things That Keep Growing Without Our Permission There is a plant on my balcony that I keep meaning to

The Things That Keep Growing Without Our Permission There is a plant on my balcony that I keep meaning to

Before I begin today’s piece, I feel I owe you a small explanation.. The blog has been quieter than usual

It has been a while since I last wrote here.. Not because I had nothing to say, but because I’ve

There is a moment, after something ends, when we try to make sense of it by shrinking it.. “It wasn’t

Why the moment that feels like an ending is often just the middle of the journey.. There is a strange

Sometimes our light appears precisely through the pieces that are missing. Dear stranger, I found this picture somewhere online the

It Also Teaches Us Fear There was a time when I looked at the world without trying to understand it.. I

Spring in Greece never arrives quietly, yet it shows up like someone ringing the doorbell and saying: “Good morning. Time

When the Desk Isn’t Ready, But I Am There is a moment, almost every day, when I open my laptop,

What If Home Is Not a Location? I remember a season of my life when I changed spaces more often

A Rainy Sunday, a Front Row Seat, and the Sweet Return of Youth Front Row at Christmas Theater Last Sunday,

How a slow weekend, a lingering cold, and other creators’ words led me to think about usefulness, presence, and what

There is a moment in my day when time seems to soften.. Not because something important happens, but because I

A few things that calm me down these days Not all days feel the same..Some feel heavier, quieter, more tiring

Dear Stranger, Here in Greece, there was no snow.. At least not in the city.. There was rain instead.. The

When I have nothing to say, I don’t get up from the desk, but i chose to stay and look

There was a pause in my writing, yet not by choice, but by the body.. By health.. By those pauses

On Beginning Quietly The New Moon of January does not ask us to begin loudly.. It arrives after the excitement

I’ve never really been a believer in New Year’s resolutions. Perhaps because, over the years, I’ve noticed how quietly they

Sit next to your day..Don’t question it..Don’t analyze it..Just watch it pass.. Epiphany arrives quietly.. Not as a revelation that
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