Like most middle school people, I was very unfortunate-looking, and my self-esteem was nonexistent. My body was changing, and I could see the changes in others; it was a confusing time full of comparison and judgment. I desperately wanted to be cool, but I also desperately wanted not to be me.

We flew in on a tiny plane, not really knowing what to expect. The Isle of Lewis and Harris, the Hebrides islands just north of mainland...

I recently went to London for a little solo break. I wanted to see some West End shows and walk around the city for a few days. Since I moved to Iceland, I've been trying to travel a little more and mark off some bucket list items. I love the theatre and I don't go enough. My hotel was about an hour's walk to the theatre, and there was a transportation strike when I arrived. It basically started the day I arrived and ended the day I left, like the universe was telling me I ne

Moving to a new country is never simple. Three years into my Icelandic journey, I’m still navigating uncertainty, regret, resilience, and...

A harmful wave of sunlight shines, burning brightly, distracting avoidance. Hope isn't necessarily darkness— discovering a path towards glimpses of light. Learning in solitude, searching for something deep within to find. Immersed in meaningful words that turn insignificant, deceptions to smiles. Who am I meant to be—someone, to be—something, to find joy in being?

Young, smooth and labile Trusting with good intentions Earned through confident words Inflecting swaying candour. Put your hands here...

My husband and I were sitting in our house in Portland having one of our final discussions about moving to Iceland. We had several, but...

My family and I are spending a few weeks in the Canary Islands. Iceland is very cold at the moment and I wanted some sunshine to recharge...

It's ironic, sometimes I have so many stories in my head, countless stories that I want to tell. Then when I sit down and put pen to...

When I was small, I often woke up in the middle of the night, sensing things in the darkness. Sometimes I'd wake up frozen with fear, unable to move. I had nightmares and then panic attacks. When I could, I would jump out of bed to find a safe haven. My mother would be watching TV or sleeping soundly in bed. I'd quickly climb into her embrace, always welcoming and cozy. She'd snuggle me into her chest and rock slowly back and forth. Her skin was always warm and the left overs

Time aches Lost Looming in eternity Long silence Booming still Green awaiting hours of day Alone across the frost Biting nibbles of...

We moved to Iceland on September 5th 2022. I had big plans for myself as I always do. I was raised by dreamers and that seems to have...

My partner and I pretty much talk about everything. Or, I should say, I talk about everything and he listens and makes comments here and...

I’ve always had cats, from what I can remember. We were the people who took in stray neighbourhood cats, like, the really ugly ones. When...

One second, or maybe a quarter of a second. The time between one choice, a huge choice… in hindsight, a life changing decision. It was...