Samhain 2024 New Moon We arrive in these days of flooding and fear, of beauty and power, of longing and grief at the veil between the...

Hello friends, it's been awhile since I last sent you some words. I have been deep in healing old wounds, deep in feeling grief and...

As the first harvest arrives and the rains cool the evenings and the swallows fly in flocks like schools of fish above the fields, I...

Out walking with the dogs, along the road and down the path, past the four black horses who, every Sunday go out for a stroll with the...

Softly, slowing down, rest. I keep hearing these words. From the holy, from other humans, from the earth in winter, from my own body....

Through the days and over the threshold of Samhain and the Day of the Dead, I moved house. This Celtic new year time, the blood moon of...

One day last May, I walk in the sacred grove of hawthorn, ash, oak and elder, home to fox, hare, a riot of songbirds and seasonally,...

Each being, by being itself, is telling its story, singing it’s creation. Listen, what is the Red Kite crying out or the fox shouting out...

"Story is far older than the art and science of psychology, and will always be the elder in the equation no matter how much time passes....