Cocoon

This morning I was woken by the blackbird rather than the alarm; how different it feels to wake up with nature and when my body is ready to rather than the usual forcing of wakefulness in line with the social norms that demand we be in work.

I heard someone on the radio the other … Read more


What is loss?

P asked me what the loss of a parent is like.

It is cutting trees by the river with your mum’s pruning saw and dropping it in the water, shouting ‘No! No! No!’ as you grab for it and can’t reach it and watch it sink into darkness away from you.

It is a sick … Read more


Room of your own

Virginia Woolf

Virginia Woolf wrote ‘A room of one’s own’ (which I must re-read).  It is a long essay arguing for the importance of intellectual freedom and financial independence for women.  At the time that she wrote, this sentiment, was radical; that one could be in a couple and yet have a room of one’s … Read more


Autumn Pruning and hibernation

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.

Autumn

The last blog I wrote was about tuning into my body and going with what it needs and that … Read more


Body Talk – Listening to the Seasons

I think I’ve spent a lot of my life disembodied; without my body.

body

Not that I haven’t had a body of course, just that I think for many years my body was merely the machinery which was used to carry my mind around.  The only real time that I noticed my body was to pick … Read more


Where is my wifi???

I am living without wifi.

I am writing this from a friend’s house (thank you Jo) as we have had no wifi for nearly a week now and are unlikely to have it for another week thanks to an ‘upgrade’ (oh the irony!!).

wifi

So this is just a quickie but this is what I have … Read more


Mothers and Spiritual Practice

Today I want to be at the sweat lodge. Today I want to be with my kids.  I can’t do both. I’m sitting at home writing this rather than driving to the sweat lodge because I chose family over spirituality.  How can mothers combine the two?

Feeling Torn

mothers

I hate the word ‘spirituality’ for all … Read more