Land

Does the land have a soul? you ask Well, I think it is so that the land has a soul at the very least a memory how else can it whisper of the things it has seen and heard long times ago. And this land of Wales is where I discovered it to be so…

Finding home

It’s a long, long journey to arrive at a place that can be called home. First the departure the tears and the tearing away from that place and all that it holds first known by that name. Home. a place a feeling a way of being warm, welcoming, forgiving a memory a hope a dream…

Scapegoat

This is no laughing matter, but rather more common than what most of us are ready to recognise or admit. Personally, I think it almost requires a process of enlightenment to gain awareness of this sort of thing going on around us, close to us and even to and from ourselves.  This has been the…

Unhidden

“Authenticity flows out of truthfulness and it is the only way to find acceptance. From the place of acceptance of what is real/true, transformation can take place, spiritual growth is possible. Without this, the willingness to be truthful, pretense becomes the only alternative.” from the Alchemy of Voice by Stewart Pearce (I think) So if…

Journey

Over the course of the last few years, I have become content. This happened gradually. It happened as a result of introducing new habits into my life. I have also become full of curiosity, wanting to learn and discover new things. I do not view my life as a problem to be solved anymore, but…

Expansion

I’ve been looking for space more space inner space outer space living space breathing space not exactly astronaut space just more place to move and breathe and have my being space to discover me without judgement without criticism without rejection ouch! that awful word and feeling that made the me withdraw masks and pretense is…

Earth

Not all of us run, but many of us do. Does it mean anything? It probably means many things. I will share a bit of what goes through my head during those long miles of solitary  (but only from a particular viewpoint) marathon training. Footfall, heartbeat breath and earth footfall, heartbeat death and birth Footfall…

The Patriarchy of Disconnection

I have not published for a while and whilst 20 drafts sit waiting to be published, I’m writing something new. It has been a weekend of celebrating the wonder of words and poetry. Yesterday evening I attended a beautiful event on the beautiful peninsula of Gower, where I live. This event was in honour of…

Silence

Be still my soul the best words are found in silence Even the One who calls Himself Word The One who speaks but cannot be heard by those who only use their ears So be still my soul and listen.

Learning to pace

A few thoughts and observations about parenting, education, life-long learning, self-care, marathon running and how it all fits together.   Finding the right PACE It is a foolish thought to think one’s arrived in this life and beyond there is always more to learn to explore so it is a marvellous thing to find your…

Measure for success

How shall I measure my success? By my ability to impress? By my skills, my knowledge, influence, possessions or dress? I’d rather be assessed by those things that can’t be measured in units of length or number wealth or weight or even likes Peace that is priceless truth in my heart How my life aligns with…

Deliverance from Limerence

Lost looking for love not knowing how safe feels only desolate desperate alone yet hoping dreaming risking despite the fear anxiety not knowing that this perception deception is inevitable rejection thinking this might lead to love go out on dates have fun, be mates but there was no sweet connection a sick kind of joke…