From the marrow

Standing Stones, Ancient Sorrows

What I didn’t know when I rolled into Glen Innes was how familiar this small town would feel. From about ten kilometres outside its boundary, I felt an ancestral echo I can only describe as familiar — organic, internal. Strange, but something I won’t forget soon. Before arriving, I didn’t know Glen Innes is the… Continue reading Standing Stones, Ancient Sorrows

From the marrow

From the Marrow: It’s so sad

Some silences hold more truth than words ever could. It’s So Sad Is it? I am no expert on loss. Having dealt with my share of grief — like most people — I think my opinion is worth expressing. I heard somoene recount an episode about a stranger dying. When she finished with, “It’s so… Continue reading From the Marrow: It’s so sad