New life hidden in a bud

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If we pause to look, there are little promises of life all around us. Yet we don’t see them if we’re rushing past. Like these early catkins on the crooked hazel, I walk by daily. Their camouflage is lovely as they blend in with the twists of the branches. But look more closely; you also … Read more

Into the darkness – a prelude

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This is one of those plump acorns from earlier in the autumn. Can you see how it’s opening up and reaching for the dark? But it cannot grow into a sapling oak here on the path. So I moved it to a place where it could burrow into the leaf mould and the earthy soil … Read more

Hidden in what the heart reveals

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Just walking bya leafin early autumnsunlight,more gloriousthan acrown. Extravagantbeauty inplain sight,patientlywaitingto benoticed Who are we,and whatare we bearinghiddenbeneaththe layersof love?

On the gentle emergence of beauty

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Beauty is not in a hurry. It doesn’t shout before it is ready, until it is formed in the secret place. Then it emerges, responding to light and love, and sings its transcendent song. ‘What is real is almost always, to begin with, hidden, and does not want to be understood by the part of … Read more