Believe Again


Held: How To Engage Differently With Your Griefs

“Everything begins and ends with something held.” – Didi Leavitt Our hands take. They hold. They give away. They’re open for a reason because it’s our prerogative to choose what, when, why and how to take, to hold and to give away. And when we can’t do the first part, we get to choose how to experience our experience of it all and how to engage with our…


A lot like Paradise

Your name is a promise. Like honey on my tongue, it sweetens my insides every time I speak it. When others get a bundle of purpose, you’d have been our slice of heaven; our slice of paradise. A living island, exotic and welcoming, and ours to call our own. You came with the promise of adventure and travel. We’d have been wonder-eyed at your gasps and how wow…


Made to brave a wanting heart

There are times you know you should burst out crying. Times when you’re fighting tears as they stain the white of your eye because it’s not a good time. There are people here. It’s not dark yet. There’s always a reason to cover, but when tears don’t go out they dive in deep. And you can feel your heart getting heavy―insides too full tinged with pain that wants…