Sunday 1

[Please note these adventapertures are a slow read.  Poetry and music, science and theology are mixed in with reflections on my personal spiritual journey.  Some days they may not an easy read either, as I try to share as honestly as I can all the bumps in my road to Joy.] ‘when they saw thatContinue reading “Sunday 1”

Lughnasadh season

Since writing at Beltaine, and then again at the Summer Solstice, the colours of fire have continued to dominate the photos I have received and the watercolour doodles I have painted.  Hot pinks, oranges, violets rise up, and vermillion and scarlet find their place in this inner glory-blaze.  This year, somehow for the first time,Continue reading “Lughnasadh season”

advent apertures 2019: Sunday 3

I walk early down a muddied fire road on the flank of the mountain.  Facing east as I turn toward home in the predawn dark, only the softest light has begun to pearl the horizon. I am perplexed by the tiny flickers of light going off, like matches being lit and blown out, that IContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Sunday 3”

advent apertures 2019: day 7

Mercy, there have been revelations. Grace, there has been realisation.  Still, you must travel the path of time and circumstance.   The further you go, the more it comes back to paying attention. The rough skin of the tallowwood, the trade routes of the lorikeets, a sky lifting behind afternoon clouds.  Staying close to theContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 7”