Author Archives: Theodora Goss

Recently, I’ve had three friends announce publicly that they’re going through depression. They are all women, all beautiful, all incredibly accomplished. The sorts of women that other people want to be, and want to be around. When I was going … Continue reading →

Do you have inner countries? I’ve always had them. I’ve always been able to go to other countries in my mind. I remember the ways to reach them (because there is always a journey). Sometimes you have to climb over … Continue reading →

I was struck, recently, by a contrast. I have a friend named Joe. Except that Joe is not his real name. In fact, he doesn’t exist: Joe is a composite of various people I’ve know. But he’s a convenient example. … Continue reading →

Yesterday, Ophelia and I went to the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum. The Gardener Museum was once the house of Isabella Stewart Gardner, a wealthy woman in the late nineteenth century. After the death of her husband, she turned to collecting; … Continue reading →

On Facebook this week, I found the following quotation from Joseph Campbell: Now, you should never trust a Facebook quotation, and of course I checked to see if Campbell had ever said this. He probably hadn’t, in exactly that form. … Continue reading →

I don’t usually write blog posts late at night. But tonight, I felt as though I had to. Earlier today, I had been scrolling through Facebook and had seen the image I’m including in this post: a picture of a … Continue reading →

I went walking beside the river today. The river is a neighbor of mine, just out my back door and across a road. I visit it often, and what I’ve noticed is that it has its moods. Today the water … Continue reading →