The not-knot, she reads on the label of a designer pillow as she browses through the Icelandic store. The designer has filled a long, round, woolen tube, tied it into a beautiful knot, and sewn it together. This knot won’t open anytime soon. It’s made to support, to stay tied. If it were to  ...

There’s a big man sitting at the front of the room. I find it hard to discern if he is big, as in full of himself, or big, as in he’s on to something. The vibe of the two differs, but can easily be confused at first glance. I need to stay put, take my time and listen, take in the whole being in  ...