It’s hard to say what my favourite part of this house is. I love the little window at the top of the landing which looks out over the garden and …
There is a rhythm that is unique to your own soul. A rhythm in which you feel at home and at ease in your own life and skin. A rhythm …
Though we may know through experience that slowing down is a gift not only to ourselves but to all we come into contact with and the world as a whole, …
I love the way the window on our little landing and the back door downstairs with its four square panes of glass look out over the entire garden. In the …
Lying in bed together one morning, Ben suddenly exclaimed, ‘You’ve got a tick!’ My lip started to tremble and then I began to cry. Such big sobs over a tiny …
Every so often, a feeling bubbles unbidden and unexpected out of your depths. A thrilling feeling. A dangerous feeling. A feeling that says I could do that, I could create …
When we consciously or unconsciously turn away from the authentic longings of our heart out of fear that we are not worthy of the lives we dream of, a deep …
This morning I stirred awake a little before 5am. Ben still sleeping, I went downstairs to make a cup of tea. It was already getting light and the birds were …
My GP says that my heart rate is consistently too high. Not my blood pressure, which is fine, but my heart rate. I’ve known that something has been not quite …
Early in the morning a song thrush trills and sings from the electricity cable. How the world can offer such beauty and ugliness all at once is a conundrum indeed. …