Category: Nature cycles

What if I flow…

What if I just flow… With the wind in the wildest place With water soft as silk the colour of silver With green pine needles fragrant with essence What if I become it… The place where love is the only religion That breathes deep…

January – all about death

This month has been all about death. I just read this powerful essay and I cried and cried. Reality is real and it is here and it will either jolt you into action or into being or will paralyse you. Part of the signature…

Morning walk post Yule

It is rather warm this morning. There are signs of life and light everywhere. Nothing brings more hope into my heart than encountering seeds with roots on them, young and delicate on the forest floor dig up by animals and birds to eat. When…

Hope rises

The promise of spring lies deep within the earth we walk on With every hour and every day the light grows brighter into being The silence and nakedness of it all is loud with life stirring deep in the darkness Like spring life blooms,…

Part of the whole

When going somewhere beautiful it is overwhelming to think that I am part of it all and not just in a sense of sharing a living space but down to cellular level of things. Do we truly know it? All of the time? It…

Imperfect beauty

  A tree bent by the wind is still a tree playing with possibilities A river still or turbulent is still a river living through flexibility of flow A creature with a scar to its skin is still beautiful if not more so, as…

Summer and patience

What is patience? It is allowing. When things are being as they are we stand in observance of what is. I find it deeply healing, humbling and liberating when there is no fight against what one thinks should be because there’s a discomfort present….