Your heart is speaking.Not in words, but in rhythm.A flutter. A quickening. A sudden skip in the quiet of your chest. It catches your attention, this stirring.It asks you to pause, to place a hand where it beats, to listen…. Read More ›
There is an aliveness in you.A warmth, a softness, a sensual currentthat is simply part of being human.And yet you keep it tucked away,quieted, guarded,as though letting it showwould be somehow unsafe, or shameful, or too much. You are not… Read More ›
It happened again. And this time I was carried further, and through more doorways, than I have easy words to hold. I was pulled, the way I always am, inward and forward at once, and I found myself standing inside… Read More ›
Your body is not betraying you.It is showing you what has come on too quickly,what overwhelmed your ability to process,and what surged through your system without warning or space to release. Acute Kidney Injury is not just a sudden medical… Read More ›
Someone really sees you.They look a little too closely,they name something true about you,they turn their full attention your way.And instead of warmth,something in you flinches,and quietly wishes you could slip out of the room. You are not cold.You are… Read More ›
Your body is not collapsing.It is revealing where you were unsupported, unseen, or unable to hold it all together.A cystocele—when the bladder descends into the vaginal wall is not just a mechanical failure.It is a soulful revelation.The bladder does not… Read More ›
It happened again, suddenly. I found myself looking out over London. The skyline was familiar, yet suffused with a heaviness I could feel in my chest before I fully understood what I was witnessing. And then I saw it: Big… Read More ›
It happened suddenly, as it so often does, a pull. I found myself standing on the narrowest of edges. A sliver. A tip. The kind of ledge that exists at the very precipice of a cliff face, where stone tapers… Read More ›
Your body is not rejecting you.It is revealing a truth that could no longer stay hidden a boundary crossed, a bitterness unspoken,a burden your soul was never meant to carry alone.Jaundice is not just bilirubin, bile, or blocked ducts.It is… Read More ›
It happens again.You surface from sleep,and there it is, the same hour on the clock,night after night.Not from a nightmare, not from noise.Just awake, suddenly and completely,in the deep quiet of the small hours. You are not broken.There is nothing… Read More ›