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Be Kind to Yourself

Today is my grandson’s birthday. He is 6.  This is the first birthday I haven’t been with him.  Usually I stay at their house overnight and surprise him in the morning when he wakes up.  I’m usually helping out at his party. A photo on Facebook reminds me of the joy we felt at his…

Morning Coffee

Morning Coffee

Morning coffee has gradually become a slow savouring ritual for me. I am aware of my coffee urge as soon as I exit dreamworld  – as soon as daily consciousness kicks in – it’s the only thing that will coax me out of my cosy brushed cotton cosy-bed-nest – it’s coffee time! I didn’t used…

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Mindful Tears

At the end of November I was out for an impromptu dinner in a local restaurant.  An elderly couple on another table caught my eye. I noticed them because they were wearing party hats.  You know, the coloured paper ones you get in Christmas crackers. For some reason I couldn’t explain, it brought tears to…

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Walking hand-in-hand

This weekend I had a day trip to London on the train from Lockerbie to visit the Mind Body Soul experience at Alexandra Palace. It was an interesting day, with the train filled with thoughtful, serious and at times jolly looking people on their way to London for the People’s Vote march. Many with children…

Splendor – Thomas Centolella

One day it’s the clouds, one day the mountains. One day the latest bloom of roses—the pure monochromes, the dazzling hybrids—inspiration for the cathedral’s round windows. Every now and then there’s the splendor of thought: the singular idea and its brilliant retinue— words, cadence, point of view, little gold arrows flitting between the lines. And…

Kingfisher – Robert Macfarlane

Kingfisher: the colour-giver, fire-bringer, flame-flicker, river’s quiver. Ink-black bill, orange throat, and a quick blue back-gleaming feather-stream. Neat and still it sits on the snag of a stick, until with… Gold-flare, wing-fan, whipcrack the kingfisher – zingfisher, singfisher- Flashes down too fast to follow, quick and quicker carves its hollow In the water, slings its…