Have you ever been asked –
“How come you’re so creative?”
Because I have.
To be clear, I’m not pretending to be some ‘super creative’…
Have you ever been asked –
“How come you’re so creative?”
Because I have.
To be clear, I’m not pretending to be some ‘super creative’…
That deep work that brings us out into the light, enabling us to really see, To know ourselves –
This work of unpicking and unpacking…
Winter is drawing in, the light is sharper,the days are shorter,the air is crisper.
Now is the time to gather in close,to whisper words of hope,to…
Come,stand with me in the stillnessat the ending of the rain,as I contemplate the possibilityof hope emerging,rising againout of the pain of loss.
Loss -…
I don’t want my son to become less autistic. Or my daughter for that matter.
Of my children, two (my middle son and daughter) are diagnosed…
We sit in the gap between death and resurrection,paused in the pain of griefbefore the promise of hopes fulfilled.
It is desolate and empty,…
What joy to hold your supper in your hand,perfectly balanced,tasty and munchable,doctored to delight with spiceand flavour -all the elements of a perfect …