06 Oct Throwing out the ‘to-do’ life
Life is busy. We live in a madly accelerating world. We are held hostage by the to-do list. I recently heard stress described as 'a perverted relationship to time'*. We are victim to its...
22 Sep an anniversary of honesty
It is my birthday today. Two years ago today, on my 34th birthday, I did what at the time felt like a very brave thing. I stood up in church and...
18 Sep Friday truth
Yesterday my nine year old daughter left me this message on the magnetic splash back above the cooker, I am always loved here. This is the truth. I am incredibly blessed, I have...
09 Sep on writing
The tea is made, the kitchen counters wiped down, the washing in the machine. I haven't got to do the school run. Its 8:25 am. Time to start writing. Inevitably I...
07 Sep summer squalls and counting sleeps
I was oh-so-ready for school to start again this morning. At the end of church yesterday someone asked me how my summer has been...
28 Aug star gazing.
"`Cheshire Puss,' she began, rather timidly (…) `Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?' `That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,'...
08 Aug Feeling homesick.
"But where, after we have made the great decision to leave the security of childhood and move into the vastness of maturity, does anyone feel completely at home?" Madeleine L'Engle* This...
14 Jul When you feel overexposed.
I think there are two types of vulnerability. The first is a choice. I choose to write this blog. I choose to make myself vulnerable in a whole host of ways. I...
29 Jun Be Alive: to Hope (despite the muddle of real life)
I had a long overdue conversation with an old friend the other week. She now resides on the other side of the world, but we picked up the conversation despite...