A number of us do most of our work solo. And even if you’re in a team, much of what you do originates inside your mind. It feels like what we create is the product of our own thoughts and perceptions. The skills we have developed and how we have chosen to put them together, …
Nothing about our life is solitary. Yes, there are times when we’re particularly conscious of our alone-ness. And occasions when separation is all too evident. But in essence, life is not singular. It can’t be – that’s a physical and biological impossibility. We are surrounded by the presence of others, even if we can’t see …
There I’ve said it. I know you know it, but it’s hard to acknowledge because it means letting go. Not just of the tough stuff that drains us to the last – and some, or the rough stuff that doesn’t fit well, which we know is meant for someone else anyway. But it’s also the …
What are we open to? Is our view of the world so narrow that the light can’t come in? Do we fixate on what we struggle with, what we can’t do, that we cannot see the possibilities around us? In this year, I want each day to be a step further into being open. Being …
Finally, friends, whatever is true, whatever is honourable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. Paul’s letter to the Philippians No words today…
As human beings, I wonder if there is a fundamental connection between our sense of belonging and our landscape. We don’t see ourselves in abstract; neither do we live in the abstract. We live in a place, which has multiple dimensions, not always predominantly concrete and physical. And if it’s not a place where we …
In your life and work, what do you see in the landscape you inhabit? Yes, the effects of the seasons will be evident, and whether there are people around. I wonder, though, what is the nature of the underlying landscape? Is it one of years of harvest and no planting? And perhaps weeds and rubbish …
New beginnings are wonderful. But they don’t just happen instantaneously, as if by magic. There’s a fresh seed, somewhere.
When we used to travel in the ‘old’ days, I would pack a selection of goodies for the journey. It was part of the experience. Starting the journey of 2021, I now realise that perhaps I’ve been creating my travel bag since before Christmas. At the time, I sensed that just doing a walkthrough of …
Wisdombeautiful wisdom,not cleverness or intelligence,or even only human. Wisdom that speaksto our inner being,refreshing us asstreams rippling in the sunlight. Or a gossamer threadweaving us together,fragile in our clumsy hands,yet strong as the universe is old. Our minds aliveto your gazeand souls hungryfor your filling. Wisdom,beautiful wisdom,my treasured giftfor the new year. 1st January, 2021