I don’t have many words this week…just images of autumn and fragments of thoughts.
I learnt to knit during half term and have made three scarves and am loving the feeling of the needles moving and the wool weaving.
I am learning to ride. I can transition from walk to trot to canter and back … Read more
Autumn is here and this year my son hasn’t written a poem about school sucking the school out of him and I haven’t written a poem about time being strangled as I have done before:
Lies withering on the floors
Covered with the ocre leaves of August’s mourning,
Cramped, dark, confined,
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I am 50.
I am autumn.
I am the jet streams trailing against the sky. I have traveled far and my journey is not yet done.
I am abundant. I am maturing and can provide sustenance for myself and others. I have all that I need.
I … Read more
Autumn feels like it’s well and truly here. I’m walking the dogs in the dark in the morning and a couple of times there has been frost glistening on the roof tops as I wander past.
The last blog I wrote was about tuning into my body and going with what it needs and that … Read more