Taking my old mountain bike out on the road, this week, for the first time in…ALMOST TWENTY YEARS, has been a bit more than a treat. DON’T ASK! I don’t know what stopped me from digging out my bike sooner,…
…All this musing, speculating, workshop-ing and dreaming, and I have never quite stopped to write about what I mean by ‘flow’! Interesting, isn’t it? ‘Flow’ – in the way I use and intend this idea – is a quality…
You are invited to an experimental meeting, on the beautiful hills surrounding Hebden Bridge, to experience how our individual dreams inter-weave with the collective dreams and how the horses, with their presence and sensitivity, might guide us to the…
Flow…not flow…better…worse…high…low… It’s all grist for the Mill… …