A Blessing for Belonging – receiving the gift

small waterlily bud framed by the edges of the green waterlily pads in a pond

A sense of belonging is such a powerful instinct. We know when we are at home or not, whether that’s with people or in place. Our need to belong resides deep within us and can’t be masked by possessions and identity—or even words when they don’t resonate. FOR BELONGING May you listen to your longing … Read more

And each is called by name

Profile of a black alpaca against the stable wall

This is Elis. Isn’t he magnificent in his post-shearing pose? Do you notice the distinctive little tufts on his ears? We left them deliberately as they are characteristic of him (and it helps me distinguish between Elis and his brother, Iwan). He does have an ear tag (TBD27) and a unique microchip, but neither of … Read more

Coming home again

View of the end of the lake and alpacas up the hillside

Today is a milestone, and I cross a threshold. I had thought it was a threshold going out. Yet I now realise it is a threshold coming in. I no longer need the coat I’ve been wearing for years. It’s time to take it off… TO COME HOME TO YOURSELF May all that is unforgiven … Read more

When you can hear yourself speak

view through damp trees and undergrowth to the misty lakeside

Each time I return to this short John O’Donohue blessing, I hear it differently. It’s not that I wasn’t listening last time, or the time before, but somehow I am ready for more. TO COME HOME TO YOURSELF May all that is unforgiving in youBe released. May your fears yieldTheir deepest tranquilities. May all that … Read more

Waiting to come home


How many of us are waiting to come home? To arrive at the door, and not have to knock. To know we are welcome, here, now, in this place. Crossing the threshold of grace, with grace. + Sue Heatherington ~ Thinking of the many far from home, physically and metaphorically. And those currently approaching a … Read more

Coming home to yourself again


This lovely poem by Derek Walcott has many layers. Sit with the one that is drawing you and come home again. LOVE AFTER LOVE The time will comewhen, with elation,you will greet yourself arrivingat your own door, in your own mirrorand each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat.You will love … Read more

Being at home where you are


It doesn’t seem to matter where I go in our little valley; moss is at home here. Not just one kind of moss, but a delightful plethora of shapes, colours and textures. The nature of the terrain and the fact that alpacas don’t treat moss as a delicacy probably help. So does our leaving fallen … Read more

A blessing for coming home


TO COME HOME TO YOURSELF May all that is unforgiven in you,Be released. May your fears yieldTheir deepest tranquilities. May all that is unlived in you,Blossom into a future,Graced with love. + John O’Donohue, from Benedictus: A Book of Blessings This seems an appropriate way to grace the end of a week musing on journeys, … Read more