Monday will be a significant day as the planet celebrates her total balance in light with the celebration of the Vernal Equinox, doing so at a time of ambiguity and confusion in our world when everything by contrast seems out of balance.
The great River Wye, the spiritual spine of Wales, is running at its highest now after weeks of ceaseless rain, and it is close to breaching the top of the bridge that links my village to the rest of the world. The water meadow opposite my home, once part of an extensive river-sea, glows silver… Continue reading A Kingfisher's Story
The autumn fogs hang heavy over the bare limbs of the trees that surround my home, shrouding the mountains and also the water meadows that stretch beyond the great River Wye in front of my windows, the reminder of the time when most of Wales – far further south then than it is today -… Continue reading The Time of Revelation
Above the drumbeat of heavy news and dire predictions, nature serenely fulfils her promise of seasonal change and evolution as she has done for all time; whatever the time of year she brings beauty and colour and light, encouraging us to rise above the man-made fear and negative anticipation which holds us down and darkens… Continue reading COP27: Why Fight with God?
In many parts of the world at this time of year, clocks are changing to reflect the changing season and the changing light. To attend to the different clocks and watches, radios and timers in my home manually is one of many rituals that have become established in the rhythm of my life, and it… Continue reading The Change of Light and Time
The month of October this year is accelerating like a car that is out of control: only the world of nature is acting with autumn consistency. As we watch the onslaught of strange events it helps to remember that, in our humanity, we cannot stop time nor events that are pre-determined, particularly if it is… Continue reading October Messages
As the Equinox approaches, the time of true and total balance, the paradox of choice between confusion and clarity is stark. This is our betwixt and between time where we sit between weeds and flowers, reality and illusion. The hard part is recognising what is the weed and what is not, for all weeds… Continue reading An Equinox of Light and Shadow