I’ve been thinking of late about love & forgiveness & voila, this poem came to me. It’s only after I’d finished it that I called to mind the wiser, more beautiful words of Kahlil Gibran ‘On Love’ in The Prophet so after you’re read my words, do read The Master’s! Image: GKids What is it […]
I arrived emotionally flat, internal turmoil whirling; I sat by the garden window, I wrote poetry about the rain & flowers & I prayed, I drank coffee, I prayed, I cried, I raged, I listened to Switchfoot on loop (The Shadow Proves the Sunshine), I listened to more poetry, I prayed, I drank coffee, I […]
This week, the inquest into the death a beautifully lovely girl began-she was a former student of mine. She was a rare, exceptionally kind, bright, well-loved girl. I wept a lot when she died; I’ve cried a lot this week. And I’m just a former teacher who liked & admired her. I cannot fathom the […]
It’s taken me *so* many years to LOVE my hair. Having absorbed our society’s (& thanks to the globalisation of advertising, now ‘the world’s’!) ‘only straight hair is beautiful’ narrative which tells me and others harmful lies… Lies which say: It’s not curly, it’s ‘wild’ It’s not thick it’s ‘untameable’ It’s not strong it’s ‘coarse’ […]
So THIS happened nearly nine years ago: And in typical LB fashion, we are already planning a celebration for when we reach 10 years in one year, five months and two days time (but who’s counting!). We LBs do love to celebrate (well I do, and David’s caught the bug through osmosis); but our desire […]
Why, when I fell asleep turned away from you, do I wake with our legs entwined, my hand in yours, and a smile on my face when I feel this? God bless my wiser, faithful, hands and heart for remembering the truth: I Love You far far more than I’m (trying to be) annoyed. Image: […]
I’m writing from the Lounge at the airport in Switzerland at the end of a greatly enjoyable, beautiful, tiring, snowboarding holiday with my hub and a bunch of mates. Beside the stunning scenery & our friendly, handsome instructor (hee hee) was the Swiss Spa. Cue FULL NUDITY, no British prudish reservedness, just let it all […]
