Welcome to my blog, which contains my experiences of finding spiritual meaning and applying spirituality in my everyday and creative life, alongside professional healing and Tarot tips. I hope you find something to interest, encourage and inspire you here!
Strumble Head
We seem to drift out onto the water, Towed by our gaze to anchor on the thin horizon. Our stationary vessel nestled on the clifftop like some overgrown gull, A modern-day crowsnest for these land-locked sailors. Surrounded by a second sea of long-stemmed grasses that dip their heads in prayer, Bending their ears to the mild-mannered breeze. The ocean slate smooths out before us, Unscratched by the elements who aren’t scribing tonight. I sigh in the stillness, becalmed and content, and yet… And yet… Beyond the soothing...
read moreHoly communion
Soft spikes of pink yearning toward the sun. Floral spires raise my eyes and soul to Source, Their silent bells still sonorous and deep As the playful breeze turns campanologist. This is my church. I worship here and now at The high altar of nature, beneath a vaulted nave Of heavenly blue and angel-feathered sky. The fronding ferns pillow my knees, homier than any hassock As they bend and bow in mutual awe. The holy sea whispers prayers and scatters blessings Through foamy fingers and a generous wave. I am all of it at once, I am a tiny part...
read moreBeing authentic
The song “This is me” from the box-office smash “The Greatest Showman” has been adopted as a personal anthem by many in recent months. It speaks about being able to be yourself and proudly showing to the world the full reality of who you are. Authenticity is a hot topic, especially with so much duplicity being exposed in everything from politics, to finance, to the entertainment industry. There have been a few high profile suicides recently, which illustrate painfully the fact that what’s happening internally can...
read moreVulnerable
When we wore skins close to our skin, clothed in danger faced and overcome, When darkness meant crouching at cave-fire smoke screens from ravenous roars and biting cold, Did we bare souls to each other beside our visceral vulnerability? Were our hearts as wildly wide as uncertainty of being? Is it brick box borders and interminable light That have shaped us to shun the shaky and unsure? Is bulletproof a modern melody? Or did we praise impervious to spear and arrow even then? I wonder when we learned to hold our kind at bay as fiercely as our...
read moreA farewell to my father
It’s strange and wonderful the way the universe works; sometimes with a jet black comic sense that has me gasping. The ability to hold all things lightly and see the funny side is a definite divine quality, and a healing one, in my experience. So it was that just as I’d applied to be a volunteer healer at a local hospice, my own Dad began his outward journey from the physical plane. It’s as if it was necessary for me to undergo this deeply personal initiation before I could begin to walk alongside others through their...
read moreGrandmother Bird
We share a common ancestor You and I And I wonder if that’s why My shoulders shrug in memory Of their once light burden, My dream-self fit to fly. Isis on her feathered throne Unfolded to the wind and sky To mourn her loss And fan Beloved life aglow. You fix me with your lively eye, Head a tilted query, And I taste your sharp instinct. Do we down the earthbound in you? And do you sing so splendidly Of ruffled refuge, Breath-borne spiral, Sun-set highway, That we might recall our own...
read moreI-Sight: part two
I’d like to share another instalment of the I-Sight adventure, so if you haven’t already read that initial article then you might want to click the link to catch up. Recently, a small forest has appeared to replace the blindfold of hair that masked my seer’s eyes. As always with my visions, I’ve been moved to research the symbolism of this link between trees and the third eye. I find that Source often gives me clues in this way, deliberately placing a tantalising clue that invites me to dive into deliciously curious...
read moreLight language
You ask what I do and I struggle to structure a sentence That condemns me to a single cell existence. Those stakes lie smashed and splintered behind me And I move through a land of disclosure. Hard nouns and verbs won’t grasp the sum of anyone, Weighty against the feather of truth. Rub the scales from your “I”s. Then you would not need to ask but with unbolted heart and mouth ajar Be, brushed by a myriad shimmers and shadows of the light that is Indescribable, unspeakable, breathtaking and breathgiving, All and everything...
read moreI-sight
In meditation recently I’ve been visited by the image of a woman looking off to the side, with her long hair blowing across her eyes so that she almost appears blindfolded by it. I had the definite sense of her being an Oracle or Wise One, and that there was meaningful symbolism in her physical eyes being covered. She set me off on an exploration of the link between spiritual or otherworldly knowledge and blindness or lack of physical sight. There are many references in world mythology to those who have no physical sight but who are...
read moreIntuition is always right, it’s fear that leads you astray
You know that thing where you feel something is absolutely right and you’ve seen such clear guidance about it, but then it doesn’t work out? Well this is about that, and I hope it encourages you not to doubt your intuition or lose faith in it. It took us two and a half years to sell our house, during which I confess to impatience and frustration at times as I knew beyond doubt that my time in my current home was done and I was called to be elsewhere. Initially I believed I was to stay in Wales, but as the months went on I began to...
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