A late-night meditation on flow, sovereignty, and care It’s 11:33 pm on 31st January, and I have forced myself to face this blank digital page because this month, I have tried many times to write. The words were there in my mind, waiting at my fingertips for me
It has been 594 days, and we still miss you, Indy. One year and seven months ago, our beloved family member, Indy, passed away suddenly from a ruptured spleen. I am in my forties. I have been through grief before. I still move through waves from losses that wreck me
I meant to write this on Human Rights Defenders Day (9 December), but I am just coming out of a week-long fever and catching up with life. And still, I think it makes sense that I am writing this now, a few days later, because so much of the work
The other day, as we were walking home, I pointed out the clouds to my daughter. Strato-cumulus, I said, and over there, Cumulonimbus - such a great name to say out loud. She laughed and told me I should become a meteorologist because I was so excited to name the
What does it mean to belong? Even pigeons show us: gathering around their fallen kin in an act of return. As bell hooks wrote, “Only through discussion and disagreement could we begin to find a realistic standpoint.” Belonging is forged in struggle, refusal, and love.
It has taken me two full days to recover from being in a space with at least 200 people for a few days. Some of whom I knew, many of whom I did not. My day-to-day life is intentionally quiet. As a single parent, my energies go into my work,
Late last month, the young common swifts left the skies over Geneva for their annual migration to Western and Central Africa. They will return again next June, darting through the air in sharp arcs, scooping insects as they go. (Swifts are the O.G. aerial insectivores—able to feed on
I’m writing today with an important update about where I’ll be sharing my words, reflections, and offerings moving forward. After much thought, I’ve decided to move my writing to a new home: Ghost. Why the change? This is about alignment—between the work I do, the values
How do we tend to ourselves? What does tending look like when we are tired but still here? How do we do the work of remembrance when a forced famine—the most brutal expression of severance—is still unfolding? Lately I’ve been revising language—bios, titles, old stories. Not
On boundaries, repair, and the work of staying in the web
Hello again. It’s been a while. Three months, in fact. I’ve been living through a stretch of quiet—some of it intentional, some of it survival. You know how life gets loud in its own way even when you stop speaking out loud? That’s the space I’
The only medicine is to slow down, and be here now.
practice
Black Earth Wisdom and Anam Cara.
liberation
Plus the over-40 peace of distancing yourself from the expectations of ideals.
solitude
A little love for those of us who, by choice or not, are not around other humans at the end of this year...
liberation
My last post on my Substack was in Jan 2024. I cringed a little reading that date and then immediately felt a wave of disappointment settle in my bones. The one thing that has saved me over and over in my life has been writing. I am a writer (a
Free Palestine
Free Palestine, Free Congo, Free Sudan, Freedom from all Oppressors
Free Palestine
Free Palestine - Our liberation has Always been interconnected.
women's rights
The sunsetting of yet another women's rights organisation - White Ribbon Alliance - prompts questions around the responsibility of philanthropy to the women's movement space.
global development
Originally published by Alliance Magazine 8 June 2023
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I feel the space I am navigating these days in my cells and neural connections as a weight, a stick-y-ness, surrounded by echoes but no one thought truly stretched out enough in my mind to become coherent. The space is one of desiring balance - or at least a feeling
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End of 2022 reflections
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RE: The Racial Equity Index
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On 3 July 2021, the Racial Equity Index will be celebrating our 1 year anniversary as a collective. This past year has been nothing short…