It’s that time of year again. I am sat watching the sea, through this beautifully wide window, from a place special to me and to my companion, feeling blessed to be able to be here. Only an hour ago the horizon…
By the Sea I am tuned to the Ebb and Flow, To the in and out breath of Life I am entrained To the perfect rhythm of the Tides Woven with the Moon I am washed ashore From the…
I am on a sleek, white boat moving silently on the emerald green waters of a beautiful bay between rocky cliffs. Four other traveling companions are with me to guide my journey. The eldest, a crone dressed in deep…
Sitting by the clear green waters, on this long, surprisingly white sandy beach. The waters of many dreams were always green, clear, by a beach like this, high bank shore, just like this point in the coastline. I am…
The Water through the rocks or the Rock holding steady, the Bird floating on the surface or the bottom of the Lake WHO DO YOU NEED TO BE? The Skies above the water or the Mountains broad and high,…
…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…