THE HIVE

My heart filled with joy. Ecstasy. In that moment, I was transported outside of myself to a place of utter bliss. The memory of that...

I love postcards: both sending and receiving. For me, sending a postcard is kind of like putting a message in a bottle and dropping it in...

My father was loving but remote. Mum, on the other hand, was relentlessly present in my life. She was my number one cheerleader.

I see that the experience of bird watching bears a remarkable resemblance to prayer. In prayer and meditation, we sit in a comfortable...

I woke up each morning excited to see the progress, to notice how the petals unfurled. Eventually, I grabbed pencil and watercolors in an...

When I returned home, I took up drawing as a passion. Something about it just felt right. I sought out simple shapes at first...