It is time, said the friend

closeup of dewdrops on the last remaining purple foxglove flowers

I’ve been waiting for this day. I just didn’t know it. Until a friend reminded me. IT IS TIME Turn your gaze upon your soul, for it is time. Look past the shadows, look between the light; it has been waiting ­– waiting for you to step back from the endless undertakings, to take your … Read more

Who might you open the door for?


In our farmhouse, we have several doors with odd handles. On one side is a round handle, and on the other is a lever type. This is because one of our dogs was extraordinarily good at opening doors. Even ones that required pulling towards you. Sadly she is no longer with us. Yet her memory … Read more

The gift of poetry in resetting our lives


HIT RESET Slow. Stop.Take a deep breathStand stock still.Hit reset.Here is the dayCherish the nightNotice your lifeAs it’s passing by. + Martin Wroe, from ‘Julian of Norwich’s teabag’, Wild Goose Publications, 2022 Poetry is brilliant for pressing the reset button. It unlocks things we didn’t know were locked yet does it without a sledgehammer. While … Read more

Unfurling, being open to catch the wind


To unfurl. Let the sound linger as you sense the graciousness of movement. It opens from a closed state, like a folded umbrella or a rolled-up sail on a boat. To unfurl something means opening up its full potential. Showing what has always been there, yet not currently displayed. And it does mean more than … Read more