On experiencing extremes

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Yesterday we had a dramatic encounter of the weather kind, here in the valley. It was warm in the sun underneath a clear blue sky. So warm that I felt it on my face as I walked around the lake after feeding the alpacas. Strolling back to the house was leisurely in this pleasant atmosphere. … Read more

Musing on the need for certainty

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These days I spend much more time in the in-between space. Holding up the certainties of either side and wondering how useful they really are. Because living here in the valley, immersed in the entangled rhythm of life, I know that death is the only certainty. And even that is a transition.

The gift of seeing slant

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Seeing from the side,the edge whereothers care notto stand. What do you see? And what do you hearon the wind,  that speaks aloneto you? Or what do you noticethat is callingfor your soft, innerattention? This is for you. Open your handsto receive, andyour heart to respond. We are waiting.

On being open to possibilities

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I’m not sure how open we can be if our minds are full and our diary is back to back. Possibilities, by their nature, are things that are not yet. They have an element of imagination. And hope weaves through them like a thread of gold which we only see in a particular light. The … Read more

Appreciating the little signs of life

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Even in the deepening fall, when the leaves are shed, and vegetation is dying back, there is life. It just takes a little more to see it there. And when the darkness feels like it is closing in, remember that hope is not extinguished. A spark remains. RUMOURS OF LIGHT The hope that’s lingeringbeneath the … Read more

Lines for autumn

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I’ve been waiting to share these delightful few lines from Gideon Heugh for a while. And now is the time. Enjoy the smile. LINES FOR AUTUMN Leaves make their golden turnunhurried,then in cooler airwaltz to the damp groundand in sweet-scented crowdmake happinessfor wellington boots. + Gideon Heugh, from Devastating Beauty, 2018