A car-park poem. (Got your attention!) I sketched this after three minutes just standing in the car park outside my work building last Thursday. Such was my need for sun on my face and soul. A deep, visceral need. By myself, eyes closed, just standing. NLB face towards the sun, feet planted firmly. Wind blowing, […]
This is a hard week. Of a hard period. I’m struggling with feeling flat, my sparkle is gone and my smile – MY smile – is lost; my usually instant, beaming, deep, radiant smile is sluggish & dimmed. I feel I’m in a period of emotional, spiritual, relational & physical unpeeling. It feels like life […]
When breath becomes air and air becomes still When chest is frozen in breath’s last exhale When heart and lungs take their final bow And exhale your Life Then… Like Cinderella’s carriage at midnight the magic of life runs out Life becomes a grey-painted wall Stars which mapped the secrets of the constellations become plastic […]
I generally think regret gets a bad name. I regret a lot in life: not persevering with learning a language or instrument; not trying harder in school; saying I Love You back when I didn’t mean it (!!); having cheese and crackers tonight after a day of healthy eating; repeatedly going to bed too late, […]
How seamlessly my breathing slows. How naturally I eat with my hands, my fingers enjoying the texture & warmth- a few weeks freedom from the hard metal cutlery we use to take the place of our hands, of ourselves. How easily I boil water to cool […]
Photo: NLB 2018 As I lay in the Ghana sun – book in hand, warmth in bones and heart – I freeze as I feel something crawling down my leg. I jerk firmly to reclaim my body from this crawling invader who may mean me harm. Only to realise in that moment: it was […]
I was having a conversation recently. In said conversation the topic turned to equality and diversity (as is standard for so many of my convos). We were discussing workplaces and hiring people who are ‘different’ to us – whatever that difference is to you, your team, your work, your personalities, your culture, your norms. A guy. […]
