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…
Tag: Meditation
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…
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….
Talk Update – Cancer and The Art of Living – with Leah Bracknell January 18th 2018
Hello Everyone, I just wanted to check in and say thank you SO much for such a positive response and support for the talk – Cancer And the Art of Living on January 18th 2018 in London. Just to clarify I shall be giving a talk inspired by my blogs somethingbeginningwithc.com and my…
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…
Changing the Narrative: Seeking Empowerment not Defeat at the Hands of Cancer.
I would love to know what you think of this idea. Receiving a diagnosis of cancer is the last thing anyone wants to hear. I know, because it happened to me: stage 4 with very few options. No surgery. No radiation. And no hope. Because that, of course, is a dirty word. (It’s lucky I…
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…
Something beginning with C 