Two Weddings and Two Funerals - Being in Service to Life
It is a sunny May morning and I am sitting with Greg, my Australian husband, in the kitchen of Monsieur Bavard in the little village of...
The Lost Language of My Ancestors
Like a mother, our country of origin nourished us. We are deeply connected to her soil, firmly rooted in her. As Francesca Mason-Boring...
I feel alone, as though I don't belong
A man in a group said: “I feel alone, as though I don’t belong”. When I ask about events in his family, he says that he was born in...
On migration
Migration, flow, movement, grief, letting go, adaptation, compromise, longing, honoring, being torn, blending, dancing between homes…...