Disembodied Grief

When mum died, I didn’t see her spirit leave her body as I did with Laura. But I was there by her side in her final hours. And ever since I have a weird disembodied feeling, as if I am not quite here. At first I thought it was a protective numbness. But now I…

The Circle of Kindness

What a difference a day makes. Four little acts of kindness helped nudge me out of my funk yesterday. First my mum phoned and said ‘Just come home dear, we’ll look after you!’  I can’t tell you how sweet and heartening it is to have parents who still want to look after you even when…

Vortex – fake or fabulous?

‘If you want to see a vortex just flush the toilet,’  joked John at dinner last night. John and Heather own the sweet little house in the Coffee Pot district that I’m renting. Like most Sedona locals, they are suspicious of all the talk about vortices. Ask a local for vortex directions and they will…