04 Apr The discipline of the long pause.
This afternoon we went swimming. Afterwards, when we were in the changing rooms, putting clothes onto still damp skin, one of my daughters said 'Where's my other shoe?'. Almost before...
02 Apr What I learnt in March
March has been a good month. A month where I have been able to get back out into the garden, and no one has had any sick days off school....
01 Apr A benediction for fools
A benediction for fools. For those of us who know we haven't got it all together, who are messy and unfinished. For today; May we meet the day with innocent expectation, not cynical...
26 Mar Practising the presence of Holy Saturday.
This post owes a great deal to the section on Holy Saturday, in Pete Greig's brilliant book, GOD ON MUTE As a Christian, Good Friday and Easter Sunday are where it's...
23 Mar Why I am going to keep writing about mental health
Mental illness isn't treated like other illnesses. I know this comes as no surprise to you. We talk about brave sufferers or survivors of physical illnesses. Those individuals enduring big-ticket diagnoses are...
17 Mar a manifesto of sorts
Three years ago I was adamant I was not and would never be a writer. I told people on a regular basis, I am not a writer I am a...
14 Mar lessons from the ground, part 2.
It is the shit in the soil that creates the best conditions for growth. "We asked, 'why is it that we learn from things that hurt us? Why do we need...
11 Mar on gathering rosebuds.
Yesterday evening I was making tea when I noticed the light had changed. Out of my window I could see the house on the opposite side of the road, and reflected...
09 Mar Lessons from the ground.
On Sunday it was Mother's day. I asked for one thing. Some time in the garden. It has been a good few months since I was out there and the very wet...