Seeing in the rearview mirror

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We want to know where we are, yet sometimes it only becomes clear as we look behind. And we can’t drive from the rearview mirror unless we’re going backwards. But we can hope that someday we can make peace with these in-between times. So for these current times, here is John O’Donohue’s beautiful blessing For … Read more

Words at work – handle with care

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How we describe what we observe and feel reinforces what we think we see. Because ultimately, we can’t ‘see’ everything. For example, our colour perception as human beings is only within a limited range, unlike many non-human beings, who see much more than we do. So our words are significant shapers of how we interpret … Read more

Waiting for the fog to clear

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We awoke to a mist-filled valley. It’s hard to get your bearings in the muffled stillness. When you can’t see where the sun is rising. Yet, we knew there were clear skies above. Waiting and watching. Listening and sensing. This is not a place to be impatient. We cannot make the weather change. We just … Read more

What do you call this?

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I wonder, what would you call this flower? Cuckooflower Milkmaids Lady’s smock Cuckoo bittercress Whitsuntide gilliflower Mayflower Cardamine pratensis Or do you have another name? And as you read these words, where do they take you? For me, the familiar name is Milkmaids, and it takes me back to field margins on my home farm … Read more

Which way is up?

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I was mesmerised watching the flowing water and delighted in how I had captured the image. It was a beautiful reflection of a moment frozen in time. But which way is up? Indeed, my iPhone took some persuading. But this is the real orientation looking down from the wooden bridge as the low morning sun … Read more

The stories we tell ourselves

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The stories we tell ourselves are compelling. They shape how we see the world, ourselves and each other. They are hard to unsee, but are they serving us well? What’s the fruit?