Changemakers…

It’s been an odd few weeks…. I’ve been thinking about death. More specifically, I’ve been thinking about how I talk about it, and how I connect with myself and those around me in the presence of dying. And that leads …

Life

I nearly died again, you know – Bloody glad I didn’t! Too much still I want to do For life to be an isn’t. Remarkably I’m in one piece, Though bits of me are two, And other parts now wired …

Barbie

Barbie Ritzco. Her name has a resonance all its own, don’t you think? It dances around your head and tantalises your tongue with its rhythm. It whispers of warrior and thrums with the beat of the runner. Barbie Ritzco. Barbie …

The Edge

How many times must we cry? Cry as the hopes and desires of the future seem Once more crushed by the weight of the world As it is How many times must we scream? Scream as those waves of anguish …

Innocent teacher

With the reverberations of Kellergate (Marie’s blog, here is a good place to start) still echoing around the ether last week, the debate over how we talk about living and dying with cancer continued to surge as we were challenged to …

Enough

I am angry, so very angry. I cannot fix this, fix you. I weep, bitterly. You want to die. You say that your life is a failure, no longer worth living. You want it all to end. You say you …