Meditating on my mossy perch, I wasn’t ready and waiting with my camera… BORROWED EYES It’s a strange sensation,being observed.Who is looking at who?What are we sizing up,me and this squirrel. Then branch to branch,tracing invisible pathsin thin air, whereI couldn’t haveimagined a way. What if I borrowedyour eyes? + Sue Heatherington Pause. See differently. … Read more
The thing we don’t expect in times of significant shift or transition is joy. Or colour when we think that everything is dying back. Or a sense of overwhelming relief when we finally let go of something that has shaped us in the past. Yet, along with the realisation that we are not alone – … Read more
There are particular places where we regain our sense of perspective. One of mine is a mossy perch above the lake. IN THIS MOMENT We are fleeting,but we are not alone. All creation joins uson this journey of life,made up of little nowsthat string togetheracross time and place. Here, in this moment, we are in … Read more
Becoming is not a destination. It’s a process. And it only ever happens in the here and now. So, if we’re constantly looking back on the circumstances and decisions that brought us to this point, we’ll miss it. Or if we’re only ever asking, ‘Are we there yet?’ our focus on the destination will mean … Read more
Walking along the hillside in warm sunshine and a balmy breeze, I reflected on the delightful unpredictability of weather in the valley. This was miles from the dismal chill of last week when I thought the layers were here to stay. In reality, straight lines are an illusion. Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿
It’s easy to dismiss the muddy brown waters, the result of heavy rainfall on our Welsh hills. Yet to do so merely demonstrates surface thinking. Only noticing what immediately meets our eyes. However, get attuned to the movement and the tiny disruptions on the surface, and another world emerges. What are we missing in our … Read more
It takes being fully invested in the present to know the right speed because there are no ‘do-overs’. “Be fast when it makes sense to be fast, and be slow when slowness is called for. Seek to live at what musicians call the tempo giusto – the right speed.” + Carl Honoré, from ‘In Praise … Read more
There isn’t an absolute answer to how fast is fast. It’s contextual – it all depends. Perhaps the question is, who or what is driving the speed? Whose agenda is it anyway? And that equally applies to going slow… So whose life are we living? Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿
Walking down the lane and noticing the changes in the hedgerows, I recognised a yearning for fruitfulness. Wanting the waiting to be over. FRUITFULNESS From unpromising husks, the berries start to emerge. While hidden beneaththe broad hazel leaves, nuts take shape to holdthe treasured kernel. What fruit are we carrying in camouflaged bodieswaiting to come … Read more
A willow leaf, caught in the web woven in the reeds. A moment of suspension in its descent. Yet an opportunity to see its form from a different angle. And marvel at its beauty… Not everything has to happen immediately. Instead, we can have the possibility of appreciation. Of standing back to let our work … Read more