My Mantra

My mantra which I try to follow, with varying degrees of success. Love beauty But do not cling Denounce evil But do not feed your anger Watch the world without attachment Let life slip lightly through your hands. It’s important to recollect who we are, when so much is wrong and there is great suffering.

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The Awakening

I’m tackling a big subject today: one which is grounded in an insight which presented itself after a long period of silence and, as is so often the way, while I was doing something else entirely. It intrigues me how the intuitive seeds germinate in the darkness of the unconscious, growing, in obscurity, until they … More The Awakening

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Life Music

I love baths, for their meditative, calming quality, and find that relaxing in the warm water allows creative ideas to present themselves – a new melody for a composition, perhaps a plot refinement for my novel, the subject of a painting. This morning I listened to a favourite CD, featuring cello and classical guitar. There … More Life Music

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The Way of Silence

Autumn has arrived and, with it, a lessening of energy.  As the need for increased rest curtails my activities, I have found solace in writing, tucked up on the sofa with a cup of tea and Mme Pouqui for company, or sitting in the sun whenever it peeps from behind its veil of clouds. The … More The Way of Silence

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The Wisdom of Trees

Have you ever noticed how much there is to be learned from Nature? On my solitary walks I observe many things, especially the beautiful trees abounding in my neighbourhood, and the more I examine these fellow beings we take so much for granted, the more miraculous they appear.  Their diversity is astonishing, incorporating so many … More The Wisdom of Trees

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My Cat as my Teacher

  This morning my cat, Mme Pouqui, is impatient for her walk.  She has taken to the body harness and leash with alacrity and would spend the whole day wandering with me if she could.  Her body language as she sits by the front door, peering out through the screen at the intriguing world beyond, … More My Cat as my Teacher

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The Big Question

The afternoon sun poured in through the venetian blinds as we sipped our tea.  My client, visiting for her regular spiritual mentoring appointment, took a breath and dropped The Big Question into the companionable silence. “Angie – what do you believe?” I knew what she was asking and it was not an inquiry into the … More The Big Question

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