Arrows of Peace: An Epilogue, 2017
2017 had a bit of everything – old, new, borrowed and blue. In the end, it left me in a much better place. … More Arrows of Peace: An Epilogue, 2017
2017 had a bit of everything – old, new, borrowed and blue. In the end, it left me in a much better place. … More Arrows of Peace: An Epilogue, 2017
It’s not often that I greet New Year with indifference. On the contrary, I’m notorious for indulging in it. But a change of attitude is exactly what’s needed – so let’s begin. … More Create Chaos to Find Quiet: An Epilogue, 2016
In the absence of just about anything else, 2015 is best described as a career year. But being labelled ‘green’ in October threatened to undermine all that had gone before. … More Fifty Shades of Green: An Epilogue, 2015
2014 had all the ingredients to be the best year I’ve ever had. That it turned out to be one of the worst is quite remarkable. … More Finite Fortunes: An Epilogue, 2014
Andrew Marvell’s saddest and most thoughtful poem is all about lines that are determined never to cross. If 2013 was to be defined by anything, it’s how life defies those who try too hard to make them cross. … More Crossing the Line: An Epilogue, 2013
These end-of-year epilogues have become invariably sad affairs. Of course, I would prefer that it was different, but I still believe that they help me channel energies in a better way. Last year – in what I still believe to be my best ever contribution here – I said that structural positives had been offset by surface negatives. Now, the poles have changed. … More An Eye to Every Storm: An Epilogue, 2012
2011 was a story I don’t know how to tell. Perhaps it’s best defined by what others have said. … More Shadow Seasons: An Epilogue, 2011
An end-of-year epilogue for 2010, a sad year deserving of some reflection amid music and colour. … More Skimming Stones: An Epilogue, 2010