For Ansel There is a certain lilt in the whole of things, so demure yet so threatening to the letter and the law it must subtle itself in life forms and experiences that take hold in the unguarded spaces of the heart. The lesson is to learn to see what one did not […]
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
Supporting ways of being that are life-giving and sustainable for people, communities and the planet.
Writer. Book artist. Quaker. Believes everyone has a story to tell.
Finding the treasure in life's scars
