How seamlessly my breathing slows. How naturally I eat with my hands, my fingers enjoying the texture & warmth- a few weeks freedom from the hard metal cutlery we use to take the place of our hands, of ourselves.   How easily I boil water to cool […]

Ghanaian Grief

I just had an interesting couple of conversations with my Aunt & Uncle in Ghana whose mum just died today. I called to see how they both are, expecting sad or heavy emotions but instead they both answered the phone with their usual cheery banter. Then we laughed and did our usual mickey-taking ‘hello old […]