This weekend I thought about the things we do to live with ourselves- our individual solitary selves, us- shorn of everything we put around it. That being whose thoughts, overt and subversive, are all within your physical body. Here I am, marching towards my inevitable end, every day with myself. Shortening processes that I know I will repeat every day, until the day I … Continue reading The habit of our lives
Gravitas, as described by me, being an unhurried pace. Perhaps not observable in our youth (unless one were to the mature born!) when we were a mere apprentice of life. It comes as we graduate to becoming the effortless master of time, as we become more languorous- we begin to have a thoughtful preponderance in every pause and before every carefully chosen word.