Easterly winds freeze my lips and break my skin. The snow forms no blanket, so no comfort is offered to my soul Spring came and went, making promises it could not keep. Nature, I love you not Here and now, I love you not. AdvertisementsRead more "Nature, I love you not"
Spring has come at last. The sun is shining and, at least for a day, I can wear my summery trench coat instead of my heavy-duty winter coat. Is it not wondrous! One of the perks of being unemployed, is that I can go out and about today. And I could not care less about […]Read more "Aengus: frightful god of spring"
D stands for David Abram and why I have to buy his books. Here are some quotes taken from the article ‘Waking the Senses’ which you can find on The Alliance for Wild Ethics. In defence of sensory experience: Sensory experience, we might say, is the way our body binds its life to the other […]Read more "David Abram and the coming of spring"
The day after Imbolc I ran (I run for sport) to my usual prayer spot. It is fairly close to where I love, a place popular among recreational walkers, geese and herons. The spot lies beside the river Leij, which used to be a tiny little stream, but a few years back they dug out […]Read more "Imbolc: the day my prayer site flooded"