The Week the Cowslips Returned
A child brings his mother cowslips. In the middle of a struggle over authorship, a small gift becomes a witness to what is rooted, what is living, and what remains one’s own.
flourishingA collection of 24 posts
2025: The Year I Broke the Surface
Some years are visible only in retrospect. What looked like a series of small decisions in 2025 was really a change in direction: toward greater visibility, harder truths, and a life increasingly unwilling to make itself smaller.
A Language to Live In: Speaking Oneself In and Choosing to Stay
I learned Swedish, raised a family, became a citizen. Still, speaking the language did not mean being trusted with the keys. From the United States to Sweden and Åland, a story of belonging, exclusion, and what a society must do to deserve the people who choose to stay.
2024 was my year of roots over flowers.
Some years arrive in bloom. Others ask you to grow underground. 2024 was a year of roots over flowers: love, endurance, belonging, and the invisible conditions that keep a life alive through winter.