Secret Daffodil Garden

My heart stilled and swelled upon seeing blossom trees and daffodils in this secret garden. Cherishing a few snatched minutes of stillness, in and with myself, I picked a bent daffodil; a keepsake of this Gift to me. My face turned upwards, to the bright, clear, white sky hanging over me like a banner. My […]

Sunflower counselling

Yesterday evening, for a WILD Friday night, I had my first counselling session. It’s been a long time coming. And I found a therapist I related to, who gets my comments about gender and race and keeps up with my flicking between received pronunciation and street language. A therapist who is REAL, in her gold […]

Face towards the sun

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, […]

Flowers in the grey

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 […]

Plastic lightbulbs and birthday cake

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 […]

The regret trinity

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, […]

Homecoming

                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 […]