Messages to parents, grandparents, brothers, sisters, children, friends and lost loves. They’ve come together as three mini podcast episodes called Grief Notes, a collective act of remembrance.

Christmas can be like an 00’s body swap movie except instead of changing places with your crush, your mum or an axe murderer, you find yourself back in the body of your 13-year-old self.

We need touch the way we need breath: to soothe ourselves, to regulate our nervous system, to feel held in a world that feels uncertain and fast. Touch is our earliest language, our very first sense.

Excessively and constantly engaging in self-help, driven by a need to perform, to always self-improve and better yourself all of the time, is not only exhausting, but is getting in the way of you actually honouring your potential.

Give me oversharing. Give me you as a bumbling mess. Show me the threads of who you are.

Here’s 20 things to hold in mind so that you can get the most out of that therapeutic hour.

That’s the danger of the provisional life: it steals the present by dangling some imagined future.

So much of what we read about love describes the sparks, the aching and the heart-racing, but love is more than that.

On depression, how to name it and help a friend.

Today, a little hello. And some reflections on despair and hope. Nice and light.