For many of us, this seemingly endless period of relative isolation has provided time to think about what matters and – perhaps more importantly – what does not.
I am lucky enough to live in Edinburgh, one of the world’s great cities. But I have struggled with the invisible (and hopefully temporary) borders put up around what is, for now, my home. My heart, I reflect often, resides in other – forbidden – places and to me, that matters.
In our first piece this week, Arthur Brooks reflects in The Atlantic of the warmth one feels from a place. A more academic voice might call it ‘topophilia’, but I prefer Brooks’ simpler definition.
When I’m not wrapped up in imagining being back in those places I really love, I enjoy reading about the world beyond these islands every morning, before taking a necessary – if modest – dose of the grim-tasting medicine served up closer to home.
Every week here, we try to do the same thing; provide new perspectives and interesting reflections, not just of these difficult times but of more enduring issues that will be pertinent long after the storm has passed. We hope you enjoy this week’s selection from our team.
Have a good weekend.