Good words to walk with

Making good trouble starts with creating good words. Not flashy, arrogant words that say look at me. Nor timid words that drain us of hope. But good words, shaped with purpose, that sees the others and invites them along.


The only one

I spied this gorgeously coloured leaf while walking up the green path in the late afternoon. Lying on a damp mat of mushed leaves, this one shone like a gilded emerald and took my breath away. It was the only one, and I wanted you to see it too. Because you are as distinctive as …

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Unexpected fruit

Sometimesthe fruit we seekis not thefruit for us. We just thinkit is becauseit’s shinyand attractive. But it’s inthe wrong place. ~ Yesterday morning I spied gorgeous red berries on a holly bush. I was delighted because the hollies in the valley rarely fruit. Yet something wasn’t quite right. This isn’t the time for holly berries. …

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Making space for life

Joy isn’t the same as happiness. Just as hope isn’t optimism dressed up with positive words. And as the beautiful piece A Love Letter to Melancholy, by Joel Duntin for The Encouragement Manifesto suggests: “… when we lose control, life happens.” Making space in unexpected places.


Finding our joy again

I’ve been waiting a few weeks until it felt autumn enough to share Gideon Heugh’s playful poem from Devastating Beauty. And from here in the valley, I think the time is now: LINES FOR AUTUMN Leaves make their golden turnunhurried,then in cooler airwaltz to the damp groundand in sweet-scented crowdmake happinessfor wellington boots. Maybe not …

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