Do you ever have the sense of déjà vu, the feeling of having lived through this present moment before? The ancient philosopher, Heraclitus, wrote: “No man ever steps into the same river twice.” A profound observation about change and impermanence. And in our lives, we sense the flow and movement that time brings. We are … Read more
The little ’beach’ by the bridge morphs every time the water level changes. Yesterday morning, we were post-deluge and waiting for the next, with the arrival of Storm Agnes. Yet here, we have delicate tracings in the sand and ripples in the water that frame the fine deposits. Moving gently, caressing the edge, reminding me … Read more
Many of us will be familiar with, and indeed cherish, the phrase from The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry: “It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” Yet, let’s not kid ourselves that this is some warm feeling that makes us smile. It … Read more
We cannot create sustainable change on our own. Even if we have supreme ambition and the most energy in the world. We simply cannot do it alone. That’s not how lasting change happens. Real change, transformational change, is organic. It is passed from person to person. Often through a variety of means because we are … Read more
We’re not sure when they left. We didn’t see them go. But yesterday, the younger Canadian Geese family took the flight out of the valley. This place that was their first nesting and nurturing ground is now too small. They need to follow their instincts to someplace else. At least for the winter. We will … Read more
When did we last look at the horizon rather than our screens? Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿 ~ Across the valley the other evening.
Here is space to pause, catch your breath, seeing yourself and where you are with fresh eyes. There is space to become the change you want to see in your world, without shouting. You have space to change the conversation for good. Pause. See differently. Re-story. 🌿
DAWNING Letting go isn’t like flicking a switch, it’s not instantaneous or discrete. Instead, it’s sticky and wretched. Washed with tears that leave a crust of salty residue, and echoing fears of yielding too much, with nothing left, but shadows. Yet dawn light seeps through cracks, warming hands to open, revealing possibilities already there waiting, … Read more
Within the grip of winter, it is almost impossible to imagine the spring. The grey, perished landscape is shorn of colour. Only bleakness meets the eye; everything seems severe and edged. Winter is the oldest season; it has some quality of the absolute. Yet beneath the surface of winter, the miracle of spring is already … Read more
A shift occurs when we cross a threshold. It’s both external and internal, though not always immediately apparent. Because our surroundings change, and so do we. And when boundaries are protected to define who belongs where – we also create a new story about who we are. So this is not a space for those … Read more