My annex is occupied by two young French women. They seem very nice. I think the idea must have been to get jobs and learn the language, but, by the sounds of it, they are usually at home. Continue reading Fear of Rejection or Cutting Your Nose to Spite Your Face
I’m trying to say ‘yes’. Continue reading More Input!
Last night they searched our bags as we entered the building, which is unusual when you are going to a movie in a London suburb. Continue reading Mommie Dearest
For the first time in ages I am actually enthusiastic about something.
Last session in Germany. It’s been a wonderful few days of imagining, exchanging and warmth. We sit in a circle and the teacher talks about trappings. How he used to enjoy the comfort and status conferred by living in a big house. (Hello? Is it me you’re talking to?) And how his dog, who has no worries about his appearance, is his role model. People spend time and money on clothes, makeup, jewellery etc, but these are not their body. Continue reading Letter To My Body
Treated myself to a pedicure today – I’ll be amongst strangers and barefoot over the weekend, and I can barely reach my feet to do it myself. Continue reading Not Knowing What To Think