Lammas is a time to celebrate. The grain is gathered in, we have bread for the winter, so let the games begin! It’s an ancient tradition that still holds true today. Around villages across the country, the fields, now cleared of grain, suddenly burst with colour as bunting heralds various fetes and fayres and pageants …
So many people I talk with these day say, “I’ve stopped watching or listening to The News because it’s too depressing.” Keep reading, I have found the antidote! It’s true, though. The constant bombardment of bad news has an effect upon us. It’s like living with someone who constantly criticises us, in the end we …
At the dawning of the dayI listenLight strengthening in brightness around mmA new daySo much potentialSo much can be doneI am part of a great cycleAligned with those who listen Here at the dawn of the dayI offer myself to the great lightThe celestial orb of divine presenceThe Light of Night retiresThe Light of Day …
Just beyond the setting greengages, I can see the blossom of the Bramley apple awakening, white and pink. I marvel at Nature’s rotation of blossoms. In my garden the blackthorn bushes are still flowering although it is late in the season and all around Hawthorn’s tight buds are promising a glorious display in a few …
When I was growing up in the sixties, the shadow of the atomic bombs dropped on Japan still hung in the air, the shock of them was painful and real to my parent’s generation. There was a sense that this should never happen again, we could not inflict such devastation on any country as was …
As we approach the vernal equinox, those of us in the northern hemisphere are aware of the warmer longer days and the bursting vibrancy of spring flowers all around us. At the equinox, the sun is perfectly positioned at the equator and all around the world we experience this balance point of equal day and …
Emergence. Such a spring-like word. All those little nodules on bare twigs suddenly opening to reveal the red or green leaves and sepals. Each day I walk around seeing more and more greening and wonder at the speed with which it all happens. Life re-emerging from out of the long dark days. It is impossible …
Awake! Awake! ‘Tis the Season of Possibility! ‘Tis the Season of Potential! The only thing about Possibility and Potential that can sometimes hold us back is that we have to do some work to make anything of them. As a somewhat cerebral person, I love January. I creep into my Earth cave and dream up …
Having immersed myself in the world of Narnia in the lead up to Christmas (well, all but the last of the books, I am not inclined to read about the end of Narnia) I then turned to another of the children’s authors I had not read, Francis Hodgson Burnett. The idea of the secret garden …
The fanlight in my kitchen window just turned itself into a Christmas card. The view showed a criss-cross of snow covered twigs and there, in the centre, sat a Robin, his beautiful red breast puffed up. You’d have thought he was posing for me but he was, in fact, eyeing the feeder tray. He sat …
