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Category: Music

Soul archaeology: redoing the jigsaw puzzle
Dreams

Soul archaeology: redoing the jigsaw puzzle

Posted on October 26, 2020October 26, 2020 by Sande Ramage

When my mum said not to rush into things, I suspect she didn’t mean leaving 58 years between one piano lesson and another. But life slips away. One minute I’m a timid eight year old petrified of my teacher and…

Imagine Easter unplugged
Art

Imagine Easter unplugged

Posted on May 15, 2019October 15, 2019 by Sande Ramage

A resounding hallelujah ended the Easter singing marathon I’d promised myself. As I staggered out exhausted into the night, I was musing over what had arisen in me. No question, there was great joy through being immersed in music. Quickly…

Shrove Tuesday pickings with Maimonides
Church

Shrove Tuesday pickings with Maimonides

Posted on March 5, 2019 by Sande Ramage

This Shrove Tuesday I’m gathering up the leftovers from three years in the spiritual wilderness and seeing what I can begin to make of them. To be honest, it was a strange feeling when my role as an Anglican priest…

Anna the void and her imprint
God

Anna the void and her imprint

Posted on August 9, 2015February 4, 2018 by Sande Ramage

Crying into my muesli was familiar territory in the days when hormones were more rampant, usually activated by the loss of some love or a response to the all-encompassing despair that used to dog my footsteps. The loves are gone…

  • When one is ready to see the eternal flashing, as it were, through the latticework of time, one can experience mystery. This is especially so in art-work that carries mythological symbols that speak to us still. Joseph Campbell
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