An intimate history of the love and loss and rediscovery of sleep The Blue Circus (detail), Chagall From the age of about three, sleep presented me with many gifts: escape, first and foremost, from pain, from unnamed, confused grief, escape from loneliness, escape from reality… Another gift was the exploration of the otherworlds: dreams, lucidContinueContinue reading “Little fairies proele mah hairie”
Author Archives: Tanya Meeson
Digging for life’s gold like it’s a facking uintjie
When gardening becomes active meditation There’s a thing called an uintjie. It plagues my garden. It haunts my gardening dreams. Uintjie. That’s not its scientific name mind you. Its scientific name is Immortali Fuckari. That’s the truth of it. These things cannot be killed, unless you use poison over and over again which I doContinueContinue reading “Digging for life’s gold like it’s a facking uintjie”
(A quiet) Raging about aging
Mid-life confusion and the weird thing about how old you think you are versus how old you are (and how old other people think you are) A year ago, I was invited by a friend to do a share at CoDA. It’d been a while since I’d sat in a group and I’d never doneContinueContinue reading “(A quiet) Raging about aging”
The Witch of Benbar’s Cross
It’s been just over a year since writing started on The Witch of Benbar’s Cross. If you were one of the people who pre-ordered a copy of The Akashic Records of The Last People as Written by Neko, you would’ve received the letter that I included in the mail with the news of this bookContinueContinue reading “The Witch of Benbar’s Cross”
Cookies, Sinners, Otherworld and telepathy
Another round of small notes about big thingsI’m eating a gluten-free, sugar-free cookie as I write this and I realise that it doesn’t sound like a whole lot of fun, but it is and those who are gluten free and sugar free need to know about it. So before I continue I would like toContinueContinue reading “Cookies, Sinners, Otherworld and telepathy”
TANYA MEESON 