Who/what/when is your family?
In 2012 (gulp!) I wrote a blog about Soul Family: the people who really get you, see you, know you, accept you, challenge you and like you even when you have been an idiot.
I even wrote about it in my first book Love Being Me.
To help people think about this I … Read more
Fox – real or metaphor
I love this card. I bought it on a walk with Liz at the coffee shop on Ynyslas. I love how curled and cozy the red is.
I saw a mother and her cub on a spring dawn, in a dingle, leafy-dark, but then, within the last 3 weeks, 5 foxes more.
One I missed … Read more
Too quick to judge
Last week, down a lane near work, I saw a tractor hedge cutting. I cursed to the person I was walking with, growling at the clipping of all the berries, decrying the farmer for taking the birds’ winter food.
I went to yoga at Treflach Farm that night where the owner told me he was … Read more
The beauty of walking
I spent some of Thursday and all of Friday last week being paid to walk in the sun. How marvellous is that?
I walked with coaching clients from their place of work around the block of neat cut lawns, then down a lane, high walled with hawthorn and rose hips, red in welcome. Sometimes we … Read more
Damsons
in the last of the long golden evenings
we shake the tree,
raining purple
onto falling leaves.
we crouch collecting,
leave powdered white-sweet-mould
for dying-summer-butterflies,
leave stoned drinking holes
for drowsy wasps to souse.
cross-legged by piles
I finger
the slippery sweet,
pinch the pip
squeeze pulped,
bruised flesh
till it bursts,
splits… Read more