The Wild Geese Sang and They Danced and They Cried

The Wild Geese Sang and They Danced and They Cried

The Wild Geese Sang and They Danced and They Cried The Wild Geese Sang and They Danced and They Cried I’ve had a break from the ritual of writing. More than a week, and besides a few scribbles in my journal, hardly a word. Coming back is daunting, as if I’ve never...
Where the Wild Geese Wake – Preparing to Lead

Where the Wild Geese Wake – Preparing to Lead

Where the Wild Geese Wake – Preparing to Lead Where the Wild Geese WakePreparing to lead a workshop Always a relief to get into the camper and drive away. Twice round the apartment making sure nothing was forgotten, the seatbelt on, and away we go. Working as a...
On Aloneness – what keeps us alive

On Aloneness – what keeps us alive

On Aloneness – what keeps us alive On Aloneness(and the little life exchanges that keep us alive) The first time I heard aloneness described as a conscious choice, it threw me. We humans are meant to be social creatures, we learned to speak so we could gossip,...
The Way Home: The child who still lives inside us

The Way Home: The child who still lives inside us

The Way Home: The child who still lives inside us The Way HomeThe child who still lives inside us. I came back to visit my family in the US and it woke every sleeping dog. Sometimes finding your voice begins by taking the frightened child inside you by the hand and...
Making Soup… what actually feeds us

Making Soup… what actually feeds us

Making Soup… what actually feeds us Making SoupOn hunger, music, and what actually feeds us I love to cook soup, to eat soup, to have some leftovers in the fridge. This post is a sort of soup. A soup of ideas and contemplations, like a soup meditation. Soup is...
Birthday – Another trip Round the Sun

Birthday – Another trip Round the Sun

Birthday – Another trip Round the Sun Another Trip Round the SunStill crazy after all these years I tend to write my blogs on Sunday mornings. And this one happens to be my birthday, so I can’t help but reflect on what it means to be turning 72. I want to be...