I’ve been thinking about those times in life when we dare to listen to our own truth and set sail on a new life.

I’ve been reflecting on how we can be so scared of change and yet we’re also scared of staying in the same place. This can leave us in a kind of limbo, which is exhausting. Here are some words I wrote about it.

I wrote a poem inspired by Kintsugi - the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold. The flaw is considered to be a unique piece of the object’s history and so adds to its beauty.

What’s possible when we’re part of a caring, supportive community?