Is it that time already? Clumps of early daffodils stake their claim to the path’s edge, as they always do. Yet I am always surprised by their appearance. And astonished that everything necessary for their flowering is there in the bulb. Just waiting to emerge. SURPRISED BY LIFE Autumn receivesthe yielding.Cradling thesoft tissue oflife, and … Read more
Eyes adjustingto winter’s harvestof seedheads inchill wind and ice-blue skies. What does this timerequire of me, andwhat peculiar giftsdoes it bear? Will I standwith open hands,or shield my gazefor another day? + Sue Heatherington ~ I’ve been drawn to these bulrushes on successive days. Each time I encounter them differently, sometimes with extraordinary contrasts.
One of the privileges of living here in the valley is seeing the familiar through the changing lenses of the seasons. I notice the difference between yesterday’s light snow flurry and the crystal clear winter sunlight a few days ago. Yet we are not always returning to a remembered place, but maybe something stirs in … Read more
A fruitful rest? Somehow this tips on its head all our culture tries to tell us. That we earn fruitfulness, that it only comes through striving. And rest is a means to an end. But what if we’ve misunderstood the very nature of life? THE FECUND FALLOW And what if all this waiting;this trembling body … Read more
It has been an extraordinary autumn. The altered hues and the way the season has rearranged the natural drapes of the valley have opened up a different experience. An invitation to linger and enter rather than pass through on the way to winter. This has been an internal journey as much as an external encounter. … Read more
Have you noticed the colours are different this year? Autumn here in the valley has arrived. Seeping across the landscape rather than splashing about like a toddler with a paintbrush. And the greens. Vibrant, verdant greens announce there’s still life here. When usually, the greens are tired and dried, looking forward to the rest of … Read more