A New Chapter, A New Home

Writing has always been a part of me. From the very first time pen met paper, the words were already finding their way out. Long before I called it a practice, it was simply how I made sense of things, my hand moving before my mind had caught up with my heart.

Before computers came into our classrooms, I learned to write on a typewriter at school. And somewhere along the way, all these years later, I've found myself reverting back to my trusty old friend.

There's a tactility to it that a screen simply cannot hold. The press of each key requires something of you, a small, deliberate effort, a weight in the fingertip before the letter even appears. Nothing arrives silently. Nothing slips out unnoticed. Every word has to be chosen, committed to, before it's struck onto the page.

There's no AI whispering suggestions. No Grammarly quietly correcting me mid-thought. Just the words and me, and whatever wants to come through, the flow state uninterrupted, exactly as it arrives.

And there's no undo. No quiet backspace to erase the thought before anyone sees it. What comes out, stays imperfect, unpolished, honest. In a body-based practice, I've come to understand how much this mirrors the work itself: staying with what arises, rather than editing it away before we've even let ourselves feel it.

The rhythm of it too, the clack and return, creates a kind of pacing my mind rarely finds on its own. It slows me down. It makes space. It asks me to be with the sentence, not just produce it.

This Journal where I have shared my writing. Each one a small marker of where I was, what I was noticing, what was asking to be written down.

Lately, I've felt a pull toward something more connected - a space where these reflections can live and breathe in real time, where you can find me more easily, and where the conversation feels less like a page tucked away and more like a hand extended.

That's what's drawn me to Substack. It's less a blog and more a shared table, a place where you can subscribe, reply, and be part of the conversation, rather than simply passing through. It feels like the right home for this next chapter.

So I've begun building a home there. It's still taking shape, but I wanted to share in this Journal space that soon it will appear.

The details will arrive here soon. More to come. Dianna x