MaryAb

In many conversations I have had about writing this blog and exploring desire, there comes the question of definition:  What is desire?  I don’t feel...

The poem below is named after a wonderful Wim Wenders’ film from 1987 called Wings of Desire.  Filmed in black and white, it tells the...

This is a picture of me about 4 years old with a kitten.  My father took slides and this one was so old and underexposed...

Contact is fundamental:  “The Eros of reality begins with touch.  There is no life without contact.  Without touch there is no desire, no fulfillment –...

A week ago, I started awake in the early hours with fear flooding my body.  The realisation was that, when my mother was my age...

For me words are a way of touching.  I am touched by words and I offer words as a means of touching others.  Naming is...

Many who write about desire do so in terms of lack and longing.  I certainly can feel this lack and longing, as evidenced by this...

Longing is powerless – knowing I will never have – can’t have – shouldn’t have. Longing is tinted with lack and veined with loss. Longing...

During my research into working creatively with fear, I explored some sessions of EMRD (Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing).  I used the sessions to look...

I have been reading Epictetus.  Along with Marcus Aurelius, he keeps popping up in my general reading around philosophy and desire.  They were both Romans...