some people may be surprisedto find that I spend a lot of liferummaging around in the pastnot because I long for some nirvanathat was better than now – not at allbut because it seems so like now my bible fascinates…
Category: Poetry
I didn’t catch your namesaid my friend the nurseto the doctor, who hadn’toffered a name or smile feverish, full of infectionnot making sense of muchstill upright, I felt a bother, assumingI wasn’t sick enough to be there hospitals, said Thomas…
sick, flat on my backstaring at the ceilingReality wanted a saywondering, raw as alwaysif this was how I would dieno cat, dog, human or fish beside me why should that be a problem? I askednot to me dear, she saidpositively…
what, I wonderedlooking out the window for inspirationwhere the roses, in need of shapingbent to the breeze what a brief passageor excerpt would look likeperhaps a quote would be betterbrief, to the point, erudite or a poem, flowinglike a river…
What humans mean by Godde is always up for debate from an intellectual perspective. But that’s not all there is to it. Our own intuitive experience is essential in this process of meaning making. In that process, questions about the…
mother marycardinal creatorhidden in plain sightbirthing magnificencebeyond assumption mother marysensual symbolembodied energywith just one kissdivinity is revealed mother maryblessed creatorsubmissive, neverin birthing splendourreflects her Self The bible can seem pretty dry and unreadable. All that tiny print crammed onto hundreds…
When you wake from broken sleep unrested, unresolved, unpicking lies, the weft and warpof love gone awry. When realisation dawnsbright as day, that betrayalcascades through human hope corroding your soul’s protective layer. Then it’s time for Truthwithdrawing projections that…
When people tell me they’re not religious, I’m always interested in what they mean, exactly. Once the conversation unfolds, what I often find is that they have a religious instinct but have given up the religion of their youth because…
Prayer is a strange and fascinating process. Probably not the same for you as it is for me. Everyone has their own way and ideas about what prayer is, or isn’t. I’ve been tangling with the process since I started…
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…