Down amongst the leaves
Pause, breathe,settle downamongst the leaves.There isn’t elsewhereyou have to be. At least for now.
Pause
Wandering in the half-light
I wonder what we miss in our hurry to turn on the lights. Linger for a while, and see what emerges.
Pausing for grace
Let’s hush the noise,tamp down the echoesand invite thegentleness of graceand the quietnessof compassionto say a few words.
Sometimes, there are no words
Words are helpful, and we need them for many things. Yet sometimes, there are no words. Just a pause while we breathe.
Far from the madding crowd
Sometimes,we need toslip awayto somewherequieter. To listenclosely forthe whisperof our worldagain.
Time to pause among the trees
This week has been a little surreal. Unplanned endings and unprepared new beginnings colliding in a time that felt disorientated. Or discombobulated, as I heard someone say. I’ve also missed my usual routine of a pause among the trees during the morning alpaca round. This is because Steve and I have been synchronising our arrival … Read more