Month: September 2013

Eating up the Equinox

I feel like this year’s autumnal equinox has crept up on me. I’ve been a bit poorly, and off work, and struggling to write, and suddenly I realise, wow, it’s nearly balance point again. Nearly that magical time when day equals night; light equals… Continue Reading “Eating up the Equinox”

Hiding from the Hyenas

Hiding from the Hyenas Some people describe depression as a black dog. Having only ever seen black dogs as symbols of love, friendship and spirituality, I’ve never identified with this metaphor. For me, depression is a hyena. Hear it laugh. And scrounge. And prowl.… Continue Reading “Hiding from the Hyenas”