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Artemis

Artemis Show us the way Deep in the forest Back to our wild Teach us to hunt Our own demons Not each other Returning to  The Innocence  Bestowed upon us  Before our aim was Distorted by greed  And the accumulation  Of wealth Let your gaze In purity untainted Set your arrows of Clear intentions On… Continue reading Artemis

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How To Fulfil Your New Years Resolutions…

It was time for a well deserved break. Raw chocolate and raspberry tart with Jasmin Dragon Pearls tea to the rescue and a little update on instagram or so I thought. Well no actually, we appear to have got on the blog train and there’s no time like the Present, which is what the blog… Continue reading How To Fulfil Your New Years Resolutions…

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Ducks to Divinity – Don’t Shoot The Messenger

I had an interesting walk this morning. I noticed a guy standing by the river with a huge bag of breadcrumbs feeding the local birds. It was quite a spectacle. He was doing it with gusto…Pavarotti style! There were swans, ducks, geese, and gulls everywhere. I was aware of the urge to educate him that… Continue reading Ducks to Divinity – Don’t Shoot The Messenger

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Silent Still Space

Without Silence There is no sound Without Stillness There is no movement Without Space There is no form... Silent Still Space is The body of Grace When all judgement ceases There are no longer pieces Only Peace remains... Grace is Your Holy Spirit The Light that is Your right to claim And you can read… Continue reading Silent Still Space

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Are You Limiting Your Experience By Your Own Definition?

Lately my attention has been alerted to the power we give to words and how we let our own definitions affect our experience for better or worse! I am reminded of a poem, "God & Cheese" I wrote a while ago, so thought I would repost it. Real and meaningful conversations are based on listening… Continue reading Are You Limiting Your Experience By Your Own Definition?

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Little White Feather

Feeling a little ungrounded yesterday with all the wind of late, I decided to go for a run. It was like the wind had churned my subconscious into a multicoloured glob of Play-Doh and I was struggling to find a single colour to begin the sculpting of my day. I sensed that my inner volume… Continue reading Little White Feather