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Telling the stories of us

Telling the stories of us

  I’ve been thinking a lot about storytelling recently, having led a storytelling retreat and being deep into a story of my own that has spanned decades. I am realising more acutely that the stories of our lives need to be shared, that to keep them hidden is to...
An Easter anointing

An Easter anointing

Today I want to remember this woman, this beautiful Mary that offered such an immense gift born from her singular devotion to Jesus. On this Thursday before Easter, this holy, being-anointed, preparing day I reflect on the woman who entered a humble home with a jar...
When we’re broken-hearted

When we’re broken-hearted

What if, instead of turning once again to these default mechanisms so deeply ingrained, I simply let myself move towards this heart-rending pain and let it be. It’s been a heart-breaking kind of week. The kind where your heart turns to lead and sinks to your feet...
Longing and powerlessness

Longing and powerlessness

Longing and powerlessness, held together in one breath, in and out, the yin and yang of life A rich and insightful guest blog from Mike Temple… Longing and powerlessness, held together in one breath, in and out, the yin and yang of life. I have supposed before...
The crying tree: we are one in our suffering

The crying tree: we are one in our suffering

I do hope to let myself care I walked past “my” tree today, placed my hands on her wet trunk and looked up. As I did, her branches dripped with wet rain. The drips fell onto my face and for a moment it seemed as if her tearful drips became my own. Yes, I know trees...