I didn't accept my place in the pack, I railed against it, tried to change it, kept assessing it, and expecting it to change, that my position in the pecking order was something I could change by the will and work of my ego and
It contains a kind of magical quality, not the ridiculous optimism that many Christians seem to engage in: that belief is an insurance policy against tragedy and pain. This magic works through reversal, downturns inconstancy, instability, uncertainty, unpredictability, and invites, by its very flow, the
In honour of others, especially Matt Haig (see his book 'Reasons to Stay Alive'), who have been open and honest about their own mental health difficulties I post this blog in the hope that none of us need suffer in silence and feel as if
This is the week, in Sheffield, when the blossom is at its best.
As you drive past
the hanging blossom of the cherry tree,
you are moving too fast.
Their pale luminescence an unnoticed glory,
a promise, year by year, you fail to keep.
But one day soon you will stop,
Yesterday would have been my Father-in-Law Donald Malcolm's 90th birthday, what a man. Here is the poem I wrote for him remembering the day we fist met.
Meeting My Father-in-Law
Your warm and bearlike hand
grasped my slim, collegiate palm
more turned to turning pages than
industry and grind. At
There is a Stage
There is a stage
called the present moment
that you are constantly stepping onto.
If you concentrate you can sense
its curtain call just under your navel,
that union of courage and instinct.
A breathing anchor
that keeps you right here
in the present action of your life.
A whole cast