In The Skin Of Uncertainty

Ever since I first came across them, I’ve been haunted by these words from Michael Ondaatje’s In The Skin Of A Lion: “the extreme looseness of the structure of things”. I can’t remember what context they were in – I can’t even remember very much about the book – but they emblazoned themselves on my soul with what has turned out to be pretty solid permanence.

To me, the phrase has always been about embracing uncertainty, about giving oneself up to not knowing, to an absence of control, to smallness, to transience, to greyness. And I suppose that’s why I’ve been dwelling on it a great deal in recent months. Because if there’s one thing the current pandemic has flagged up – and goodness knows, it’s flagged up more than a few – it’s that some people really can’t cope with uncertainty.

Continue reading “In The Skin Of Uncertainty”

Footwork

The Divine L and I went for our second salsa dancing lesson last night. Yes, really. The hour-long session is full of opportunities for fiction… especially the part when we swap partners every two minutes. But the most powerful thing the instructor said yesterday was – surprise surprise – that you’ve got to get the footwork right – you’ve got to make the steps second … Continue reading Footwork