The Rose and the Thorns There is a plant called Euphorbia milii, the Crown of Thorns. It doesn’t pretend to be gentle. Its beauty doesn’t… Continue reading “The Rose and the Thorns”…
The Body Remembers This is a reflection for myself, and perhaps for anyone else who has spent years carrying more than their body… Continue reading “The Body Remembers”…
Circles I once wrote that, living in a non-Greek space, the cultural easily becomes a lived experience, not defined by geography,… Continue reading “Circles”…
We live with others, not through others 2017 was a difficult year. I had to cope with so many changes. Within the first six months alone, I… Continue reading “We live with others, not through others”…
Hope Little Amal arrived in London on the morning of 23 October, just outside St Paul’s Cathedral. I was there—moved and… Continue reading “Hope”…