Retreat
The Deluge
“I’m overwhelmed”… That’s a term often thrown about in the wrong context. I’ve heard girls use it when their best friend comes out of a dressing room looking incredible, “I’m overwhelmed how amazing you look!” (come on! Your friend is beautiful! Have you had Roy Orbison’s glasses on all this time?!) I’ve heard it from […]
Bed-rest and Reflections..
On December 28th my body broke down. Again. Since August I have been plagued with colds and coughs and almost asthma attackes, put on antibiotics and steroids. On December 28th my head felt like it was inside one of those victorian metal diving helmets. On December 29th, I woke up feeling completely drunk, holding onto […]
Wolf at the Door: Life on the Alaskan Frontier
“I hunt only for food. But, so do wolves—and my yard is a pantry. The chickens. The rabbits. The dog. Me.”
Why My Family Takes a Thanksgiving Vow of Silence
The silent retreat gives us all time away from the bewilderment we tend to experience around American holidays.
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If You Want Peace, Go to a Graveyard
“I grew up with the specter of death all around me.”
Walking Around Guernsey with My Mother: A Chronicle of Anxiety
“The problem with writing about my anxiety is that I want it to be a closed narrative.”
Contemplating Death at the Edge of the Continent
I do not feel that I choose the fear so much as it chooses me.
