These past few days have been mild and have let me appreciate just sitting outside, one of my favorite lazy pastimes when I want space in my mind and to reconnect with the current moment. I’ve been caught up in schoolwork and in feeling the weight of the corruption in our country, so sitting here […]

Today is cold again, so while I sit (stand, it’s too wet to sit) at my spot, I am the only one pausing with the pond among the students rushing to the warm library or bus. I try to ignore the sound of their feet passing by, and it turns into a background murmur. I […]

About two weeks ago I had the pleasure of traveling south to the Wicklow mountains for a walk in the rainy, mythical woods led by a wisewoman and herbalist. As I’ve spent time in my sit spot and other enclaves around campus/this small country, for Paulson and for my own mindfulness and grounding practices, I […]

As I sit here trying to connect to the natural world around me, I can’t help but feel incredibly separate. I’m wearing overalls and a heavy jacket, my ears double-covered with a beanie and headphones. I sit on top of a picnic table to avoid getting a wet butt from the mud seeping through my […]

I found a new sit spot. This one is next to a pond as well, but a more sheltered one. I can’t see the construction anymore. People pass by but we’re all here for the same reason. I notice the wind especially. It is very rainy here, and the weather drastically changes up every few […]

I’m really not sure. I sit near a small body of water on the campus of UCD Dublin, my ‘home’ for the next few months, but not yet even familiar. Beyond this, I couldn’t really tell you. Big changes are incredibly disorienting, even when they’re good, and especially when I already wasn’t feeling particularly grounded […]

These past few weeks have, predictably, sped by. They’ve been technically mostly full of the highest concentration of work I’ve ever had. Still, I’m more proud of myself for truly having taken notice of where I physically am, how it’s shaped my experience, and how it’s a different space here than at home or Wellesley. […]

The figs are almost here. I’ve been anxiously awaiting them since I realized the trunks and leaves that intermingle with my beloved aspens are none other than those of fig trees, one of my favorite fruits. The blossoms all around have already arrived, coloring the air with their mixed floral and citrusy seductions. I don’t […]

We used to be taken care of. We used to be wild, we used to be clean. We used to be the source of life for the people and creatures on our banks, and were honored as such. The change has been gradual, as everything is to us when the only way for us to […]

I seem to have written this on the 16th of March, but considered it done once I finished my draft! Here is my belated post:   I’ve returned to my sit spot, but it looks a little different this time. I am fortunate that at this moment it is not raining, but for the past […]