Cancer and The Art of Living – an Evening with Leah Bracknell

What would you do if you were diagnosed with a terminal disease? In September 2016, after surviving a sudden life-threatening illness, actress Leah Bracknell heard the shocking words we all dread. “Sorry. You have stage 4 cancer” With no option of surgery, ‘palliative’ chemotherapy was all that was offered to her. Based on her blog…

Morning Prayer

If I can wake each morning with a prayer of gratitude in my heart, and close each day with the same, I know I am living well. If I can acknowledge all the blessings and gifts that come my way, now, yesterday and tomorrow, it blows away the cobwebs of fear and grief and confusion…

The Song of KooKuri

Yesterday, I began to write a story. I didn’t know until it started that it would feature a girl, an egg,  a yew tree and a feather. But it did. Then I went for a walk amongst the corn rows, as the sun set and a hush fell,  just as the giant stalks were coming…

Blink

Look! Do you see? There it goes again Slipping through my fingers just like that like a half heard whisper the taste of a half remembered kiss the scent of a childhood memory buried at the bottom of the chest beneath a lifetime of laughter, love and loss. Time waits for no man, so they…

A Guided Meditation through the Senses for Deep Relaxation.

A gift for you. A moment of serenity and peace and escape from the world and all its cares. Give yourself permission to stop what you are doing, switch of your phone and computer, and simply relax. Lose yourself in a gentle, guided relaxation through the senses. Surrender to the healing and restorative power of…

Not Just An Ordinary Day – Sky Clad and Loving It.

Between the trees the candles flicker and beckon, leading us down towards the clearing Where the fire glows. We gather, in circle, side by beautiful side, in anticipation,  bodies swaying, drums and rattles in hand. Nervous. Poised. Expectant. And then, arising from the remnants of the day,  it comes. The first call to action. Like…

The Journey

Above Two buzzards circling, Sky-spiralling. Spread-winged, eagle-eyed, in freedom flight, spring soaring. Roaring by Gone now in a flash, the bat of an eye, the beat of my heart, the train speeds on and life flashes by. This journey wears a groove in my life, deeper it cuts each time I say “Return to London,…

Enchantment at the water’s edge.

  When I went down to the water’s edge, where the trees give way to clearing, where dark gives way to light, and long night succumbs to day, I met a man. Just sitting he was. His back to me as he faced the graceful pool of water. “Come, sit beside me” he said. And I…