by Filippa Araki | Aug 15, 2021
He was wearing a black skivvy and a leather jacket when I met him. He had consistent favourites that he wore: black skivvy, ethnic shirts, jeans. I wanted to have him cremated in that black skivvy but I couldn’t find it even though I looked hard. I gave up and ended...
by Filippa Araki | May 13, 2021
For as long as I remember, I have longed for a world in which children are safe, a world in which children are nourished and nurtured and allowed to express their essence through creative discovery. My childhood was scary and confusing, sometimes fun and sometimes...
by Filippa Araki | Jul 22, 2020
Dinnertime often seems to become empathy and emotional download time for my kids. I usually ask them how their day was. I had noticed how they often talk about the negative things that happened that day more than the positive. Judging this to be negativity bias, I...
by Filippa Araki | Jul 20, 2020
It’s just 16 months since my husband and the father of my two children died of cancer. We cared for him at home and he died peacefully at home with us at his side. After his death, I held many rituals for him. I’ve never really been much of a ritual person...
by Filippa Araki | Jul 12, 2017
There was a time, not so long ago, when my daughter (currently 8 years old) did not like to talk about uncomfortable feelings like sadness, fear, and especially shame. She didn’t like talking about her own feelings or other people’s. Whenever I mentioned feeling words...
