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
Haste You want to rush, get to the end work it out and have it solved. Who wouldn’t? But the cost, who pays the price of all this haste? A friend of mine knew Mirabehn Gandhi’s English companion. Her story; when the Mahatma found himself without a pencil she tore off to find it,
In 2012 I went to see the Royal Academy Exhibition called 'A Bigger Picture' by David Hockney. It had an accompanying DVD. It made a deep impression on me and I wrote this. I felt part of a wonderful and challenging BiggerPicture! A Bigger Picture I view
I have been thinking about the need we all have for someone to listen to us, and enable us to make sense of our life story. In the wonderful story of the Road to Emmaus where two depressed friends of Jesus, depressed because he has
A Secret Salvation Monday morning wet in the window-framed garden, a new pup asleep on my shoulder, her nose on my thoughts, as I tap away on a laptop, iPod playing, the would be poet. Debussy hovers over the keyboard as I try to craft honest lines. I open the window and my thoughts fly