My body is a machine; my body is also my home

When we go to either of these extremes — shunning our bodies as health machines or exerting them in full as such — we are avoiding who we really are.

READ MORE →

My wobbly, ‘imperfect’ body is doing her best for me

My body’s a lot fleshier now, a little dimpled and wobbly in places. In exchange for all she’s done for me this is nothing to be sad for.

READ MORE →

Languid rays give light to form

It’s amazing to me that this happens every day; moving from darkness to light marks our dawn, and our return to dusk.

READ MORE →