The Weight of the Earth
We carry what we must. Sometimes it is a burden we choose, but more often it is the one assigned by the ground beneath our feet. There is a specific rhythm to labor that has nothing to do with time. It is the breath held in the chest, the muscle…
The Weight of Water
We build structures to hold back the tide, to mark the crossing from one bank to the other. We believe in stone. We believe in iron. We believe that if we anchor ourselves firmly enough, the current will simply pass us by, leaving us untouched…
The Weight of the Pause
In the nineteenth century, the industrial clock began to dictate the rhythm of the human pulse. Before that, time was measured by the sun, the tides, or the slow, deliberate growth of a garden. We have become so accustomed to the relentless…