Nourish Your Soul

There is a hunger in my belly. A gnawing rumble. An emptiness. A hollow entreaty to be satiated. It is not food I crave. I am lucky there, food aplenty in my fridge, or delivered to my door. No, it is a deeper yearning, a desire to be fed, to suckle and be nurtured and…

3 Ways of Healing – #Medical

Perhaps if I had been born in another time, another country, another town, in another family, with another name and the planets had aligned in the heavens in a different configuration, then maybe none if this would have happened. I would not be the person I believe myself to be. When I look in the…

Feather

                                                                            (Lion of Judah – Sophie Wilkins) Don’t take away my hope, it isn’t yours to steal Stop…

When No One’s Looking

You came to me last night as you promised you would Under cloak of night a million blinking night sky eyes like fire flies bearing witness to our secret rendezvous Where I poured out my heart and hopes beneath your watchful gaze so silent still, and in the silence in the space between the breath…

To prognosticate or not to prognosticate

“So what’s your prognosis?” If I had a pound for every time someone asked that question, well, I could probably fund a feet-up, rub-down weekend at Champneys. But I’m just going to say it – it royally p***** me off! I made the choice not to ask for my oncologist’s prognosis as to my impending mortality….

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…