When I die will there be trees
When I die will there be trees, will there be birds in the branches and leaves spinning and dancing in the soft breeze? Will there be peonies rising from warm…
When I die will there be trees, will there be birds in the branches and leaves spinning and dancing in the soft breeze? Will there be peonies rising from warm…
I am writing this while lying in bed attempting to get over a virus that has flattened me. It is probably the seasonal flu bug but this one has packed…
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; … Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy…
A Reflection on Interlinked MomentsIt was, as they say, a news-filled year last Friday, February 28.Agreements honoured since the end of WW II, the “Rules Based International Order” were trashed…
I have thought that silence is being silent in a quiet atmosphere: there are no sounds; nothing moves; everything stops working.However, it is exactly the opposite. Being in silence was…
How many New Resolutions have we made and broken within a couple of weeks or even within days, over the years? There is so much excitement around the Christmas Season…
Awe enters in Beauty already present, they settle. Compassion knocks and opens the door Delight by her side Enthusiasm stands Faith ushers all Generosity plays Hope speaks Imagination responds Joy…
I was an adolescent when I first heard the opening lines of “Gate of the Year”, by Minnie Louise Haskins. It was read to me by my dad, with whom…
When I was twenty-one I left my childhood home to embark on my first big adventure. Fresh from university I set off for the Arctic, specifically for Yellowknife, the capital…
The importance of Saint Augustine (354-430) for Western civilisation in general, and Christianity in particular, can hardly be under-estimated. Many women, particularly those committed to empowering women unhappy about their…