hope is an emberthat glows faintly in the hearth its feeble flickersigns of its strugglebefore it subsidesinto cold ash lean close,breathe on itgently,carefully bring itto life again Jodie McCarthy
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hope is an emberthat glows faintly in the hearth its feeble flickersigns of its strugglebefore it subsidesinto cold ash lean close,breathe on itgently,carefully bring itto life again Jodie McCarthy
I’ve been thinking a lot about breath of late. Of how vital it is and how much we take it for granted. Maybe it is because I have started a weekly Tai Chi class that focuses so much on the exhale and inhale. Maybe it is because my constant phrase to my daughters when they … Continue reading What I am learning about breathing
This is the post I have been putting off writing. This is the post I have found every possible reason to delay. This is the post that makes laundry look appealing and Facebook scrolling imperative. This is the post where I tell you my word for the year. My word for last year was “connection”, … Continue reading On my word for the year and why it’s taken me so long to tell you
I peer at the glass, strugglingto make out the image. Trying to discernthe shapeof the facestaring back at me. A face so familiarand yet indistinct. The lineswon't settleas they should.Shifting and movingin spite of my gaze. The image blursas my stareintensifies.My eyeswateringunder the strain. I am obscuredand despitemy effortI can notmake myselfappear. Thena shard of … Continue reading Reflect