January

Stirrings. January takes its name from Janus, the Roman god of beginnings and endings. Winter light. Naked trees and Moons. Dark skies and stars. Quieten, draw in, Ice and snow swirl and whirlbreathe slow. Settle. Cwtch in.blankets and candles.journals and books.lamplight and shadows.Fire Drop. the seeds are held deep in the earthRest in mystery. place of all Read more about January[…]

The time of Fire

Beyond all polarities, I amLet the judgments and opinions of the mindBe judgments and opinions of the mindAnd you exist behind thatAh so, ah soIt’s really time for you to see throughThe absurdity of your own predicamentYou aren’t who you thought you wereYou just aren’t that personAnd in this very lifetimeYou can know itRight nowThe Read more about The time of Fire[…]

Chill air and hibiscus flowers

It’s early morning. The full moon beginning to wane. Peak summer energy dropping away. I love this garden, this little patch of paradise, with splashes of leftover flowers, pink, yellow, orange and white dapple the green foliage.I hear the wind and see it pushing through the high treesbut here on this sheltered terrace it barely Read more about Chill air and hibiscus flowers[…]

Heartwood

‘Lost Word’ Oak poem robert macfarlane “Heartwood:” a tree’s heartwood is its innermost core. I wrote this poem (song, charm-against-harm) for any tree anywhere that faces unjust felling – and especially for the trees of Sheffield. The art is by Nick Hays and is free to use, print, speak, sing … Please share.” ‘Heartwood’, the Read more about Heartwood[…]

April

New life bursts forth from translucent red pomegranate tips on the branches of the handkerchief tree and I stand surrounded by a choir of lilac leaves as they open soft, furry, almost-purple buds and unfurl into delicate new leaves with blushed red tips sounding their notes to the warm bright spring sky  I am captivated, Read more about April[…]