It is in the shelter of each other that people live. (Irish proverb) Making room for community is different from spending time with my extended network of friends and family. In my current definition, it’s a network of people with whom I have a meaningful encounter, exchange or dialogue, whether online or in person. Continue reading “for community”
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day 11: for rediscovery
Some of what we love we stumble upon – a purse of gold thrown on the road, a poem, a friend, a great song. And more discloses itself to us – a well among green hazels, a nut thicket – when we are worn out searching for something quite different. And more comes to us,Continue reading “day 11: for rediscovery”
old wounds
I have now begun my artist residency at the New Ashgate Gallery, Farnham, in earnest. This week was moving-in week, a big enough challenge in itself. It also coincided with me having the honour of staging a ‘take over’ of the Gallery’s Instagram feed while the director, Outi Remes, was on holiday. Outi wanted meContinue reading “old wounds”
k’s big bday gratitude: one year (and a bit) on
Last week I finished writing all my thank you cards, notes and letters to those who donated to the fundraising campaign I launched as part of my ‘Big Birthday’ celebrations. To my utter amazement, we managed to raise over £950.00 for the charity Creative Response which has been such a crucial lifeline for me sinceContinue reading “k’s big bday gratitude: one year (and a bit) on”
Epiphany 2023: knowing in whole…
Living in the earth-deposits of our history Today a backhoe divulged out of a crumbling flank of earth one bottle amber perfect a hundred-year-old cure for fever or melancholy a tonic for living on this earth in the winters of this climate. Today I was reading about Marie Curie: she must have known she sufferedContinue reading “Epiphany 2023: knowing in whole…”
whole: Christmas Eve
BEAUTY CAN SAVE THE WORLD so says the magnet pinned to the front of my fridge. But what does it know clinging to its empty whitewashed tomb? But then as I drive beyond the endless fields of rabbit’s foot and wild rye, I pass a hillside of white tulips—their cotton petals flinging the sunlight backContinue reading “whole: Christmas Eve”
Whole: day 18
Every breath is a resurrection. Gregory Orr (from “Concerning the Book that is the Body of the Beloved”) I am known by God. I am being known by God. I am knowing me with God. I am knowing God with God. Seeingdarkly and knowingdarkly is not a one way street. It isContinue reading “Whole: day 18”
whole: day 11
The truth of what we call our knowing is both light and dark. Men are always dying and waking. The rhythm between we call life … I walk in the dark feeling darkness on my skin. Dawn always begins in the bones. ‘Hymn to Ra’, The Egyptian Book of the Dead As I am beginningContinue reading “whole: day 11”
Sunday 3
We must recover the truth that was obscured by the Serpent: rather than being like God in his unlimited divinity, we are to be like God in our limited humanity. We are capable of bearing his image as we were intended only when we embrace our limits. Image-bearing means becoming fully human, not becoming divine. Continue reading “Sunday 3”
day 13
You see, there is much I want. Perhaps everything: the darkness of each infinite fall, the scintillant play of each ascent. So many people live without wishes, calm of spirit, light of judgement, muted as princes. But you rejoice in every soul that thirsts and serves, rejoice in all whose hands reserve you for aContinue reading “day 13”
image into ikon 