Lines from a poem I wrote sometime ago surfaced in my consciousness, as the conversation unfolded, it brought forward thoughts of the earth storing hidden memories, hidden treasure and how we maybe drawn to seek it out. I instinctively recited the lines 'do not burn or burry the past in layers of shame. If we do that, we will only perpetuate the very same!'

What came out of the isolation we experienced in Covid? One thing for me was the opportunity to embrace the stillness, not having to go...