Daydream

I've been following a journalling course since May. It’s magic. Have you ever done it? Journalling to the prompt you’re given every day is an amazing way to dive deeper into your mind and your life, to unravel things and see yourself more clearly. It’s really quite amazing. If it interests you keep reading - … Continue reading Daydream

haiku – a cup of tea

I'm proud to be a member of the British Haiku Society, to whom I now regularly send a small selection of the better haiku I've penned, a few times a year.  They publish a wonderful quarterly journal, Blithe Spirit.  Whether I have poems in or not, it's my favourite thing to have on my bedside table … Continue reading haiku – a cup of tea

Left Over Lasagne

I didn't hurt myself today. The finger I stabbed with the packet of pencils yesterday hasn't gone septic.   My scalded hand from that wee accident with the chamomile tea late at night in my sister's kitchen on Sunday has turned a little black in places, but otherwise the skin is drying out nicely and … Continue reading Left Over Lasagne

Allowing Joy

To the person who removed my child's drawing from our front gate the other evening: I'm sorry that you feel the need to destroy joy. That makes me sad. For you. What went through your mind when you saw the innocent picture taped to the gate? What deep hurt rose in your heart and choked … Continue reading Allowing Joy

Entrusted

There's this implicit trust that when they leap, you will catch them. That when they are sleepy, you will carry them and hold them tight. There is no fear. No sense that they may be dropped or let go.  They just flop and know that they will be loved, held, looked after, safe. Incredible. Amazing. … Continue reading Entrusted