creating change without shouting
Yesterday I gave myself to sit with my question. It didn’t last long because physical sitting was too static. So I walked. Down the lane to retrieve our emptied recycling sack after the village collection time. Then up the valley to wander in the woods and by the brook. Movement certainly helped – Solvitur ambulando …
Have you noticed? Often our significant questions invite us to sit with them for a while. Yet we’re in such a hurry. We’ve become conditioned to believe that questions need clear answers. Now. But how would we know we’re looking at it the wrong way round, upside down, or back to front? Indeed what if …
When we only see what is in front of our eyes, we fail to see the whole picture. Yes, it feels like a contradiction, but let’s think about it. What’s in front of us doesn’t take account of what’s in us. And more than that, it only allows us to perceive as far as our …
Sometimes finding our courage to live the rhythm of life is sad and painful. This isn’t only about letting go of the things holding us back but also laying down our attachment to things that have been lovely and good. Not holding on too tightly, yet honouring what is precious. Because the rhythm of life …
We live in a culture that promises to make everything safe and OK. Nothing extreme, nothing too demanding or exposing – as long as we follow the unwritten rules. Let’s take the essence of the experience and bottle it for consumption rather than experience the highs and the lows. But that’s not life. And it’s …
The poem I wrote for yesterday’s post – When time turns – invites honest reflection: OBSERVING BECOMING The pattern of our liveswoven in the fabric of time,each strand a choice,each colour an expressionof who we’re brave enoughto become. And one of the reflections I am currently holding is the more than 100,000 words I’ve written …