The Frog King, A Grimms Fairy tale A long long time ago, when wishing could still lead to something, there lived a king whose daughters were all beautiful, but the youngest was so beautiful that the sun itself, who had seen so many things, simply marvelled every time it shone on her face. Now close... Continue Reading →

Yesterday I stumbled across this post on a website usually reserved for gossip, missing cats, and complaints. What touched me was the journey the jacket made from wearer, to thrift shop, to another. And all the time, the face of this man in his youth, quietly hidden away. How fragile these objects are, how easily... Continue Reading →

Emma Taylor

Prerna Uppal. There is this place I go to often, especially when my mind-heart is aflutter, the anxiety-shaped sunbird flapping its wings in a desperate bid to escape this mortal rib cage. I commune with a particular tree friend who grounds me, advises me and holds me. A tuning fork for the soul. But that’s... Continue Reading →