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June 30, 2020

What matters to you?  

What's your True North?

What do you know that you know that you know that you know?

And on what hill are you willing to die?

Because, once you know this, you will never be alone.  

You will have yourself and you will be anchored.

And no one can take that from you.

It is you you go to sleep with, and it is you with whom you wake.

Only you a...

June 11, 2020

You have a voice, you have a place, you have value. In this time, in this way, in this space.

So stand tall, the ground surrounding you is yours. It doesn't belong to anybody else even if it's taken from you. Your hip width, your head height, your open hands, your arms breadth, your planted feet. The view you see.

Live wholly....

April 20, 2020

Lockdown is like a swing we're forced to sit on for an indeterminate length of time.  It might be fun if we knew when we could get off. Instead we swing nowhere - for those of us fortunate enough to be at home - with life in suspended animation.

Entering week five, as for so many my sleep has been disrupted. I find in the smal...

April 11, 2020

Today, I have lost my sense of humour. Rare for me but not unheard of. I suspect, in God's kindness, it will return. But not today and I'm enjoying the fact I can admit it.  Even shout it.

Things do NOT feel OK (add swear words).

I am FED UP trying to be brave and hopeful (add swear words).

I am NOT willing to look for the positive (add swear words).

NO....

April 4, 2020

I'm moving into week 3 of the coronavirus.  Thankfully for me I'm not in danger, but it's no fun. Recovery is not linear and, just when I think I'm making headway, I seem to slide back in the wrong direction. 

This is particularly difficult as a single mother with two kids.  My two teenagers are pretty independent but, especially at a t...

January 21, 2020

It's a new year. But it's not just that, it is ournew year. 

Mine is not yours nor yours mine. It is not what it might have been, it is not what it will be (God willing) next year. It is what it is right now. And it's ours.

I say to my children that life is divided into two boxes:

There is no bridge between these two lives and, of course, the one on the righ...

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