by Havi Brooks | Jun 14, 2023 | my personal practice
Picture of outdoor tile wall art that says Where Stories Come From, bonus dragon head poking out as well Rewriting a narrative & other bedtime practices The monsters of bedtime and their long list of regrets! As soon as I get into bed at night and begin to...
by Havi Brooks | May 2, 2011 | my personal practice
The thing about memory is that it can be so tricky, as we know. It rewrites itself in mysterious ways. In the wormholes. And every so often I set off on another internal investigation, only to discover that I am, yet again, wrong about so many things. That second time...
by Havi Brooks | Jun 14, 2010 | stuff I think about
Hiro wrote this beautiful, captivating piece last week called Tsunamis in the House of Wholeness. And while I was reading, something began tugging at my sleeve of my memory. At first a vague pulling sensation. Resistance. Where? There. She said December. She said the...
