We’ve reduced nature to an attractive backdrop
I’m held in a sacred spell, in the radiance of an intensely gentle, all-pervading love. I walk up and down the beach and into the scrubby bush that falls down to the rocks, lost inside everything I look at, melted, utterly at peace. I stop to pick up the odd pretty...
Away from their tv and bland life
My parents would laugh when I showed them my drawings, obviously a little uncomfortable that I was drawing strong male and female characters in a fantasy land that combined luxury apartments in skyscrapers alongside rituals in gothic churches. “Ulrika, sometimes I...The steady rolling rhythm of my body
‘Does anyone want to go for a swim?’ ‘I’ll come with you, Alice.’ Dad replies. ‘Cornelius, what about you?’ ‘No, I need to look after the boat.’ We head for the small reef at the entrance. Cool water washes me free of our harsh air world. I become a water-baby again,...
In for another surprise or two
Success or not, Jessica was still thinking about the conversations as she drove home an hour later. How did Stefan know what she was like? And why did Karen think she would be okay with all that was said? She was 18 but they seemed to think she was still 15 in her...
This room is the pride of these people
We trudge barefoot through the rain and wash our muddy feet at the entrance. About thirty people, mainly women, are sitting on the floor, waiting. Bowls of food steam and cool on a long white cloth laid over woven floor mats. Pretty ornaments, pictures and flowers...
Aussies over in Sweden
“Neat trick with the ankle-tap. Where’d you learn that?” continued Alex. “Picked it up from some Aussies who were over in Sweden on a training tour,” said Grant, maintaining the slightly thick accent he used for Tor. “Well, you’ve put yourself ten rungs up the ladder...
“Everything is extraordinarily present and precious.”
Excerpt from The Yoga of Sailing by Dyana Wells: I gaze around. Everything is extraordinarily present and precious. A roughly-dressed Fijian crosses aimlessly in front of our bus, a rangy dog noses for scraps; they both ooze the glory of existence. Emily’s thigh...
Dressing Up for the Book Launch
It’s no longer “what to wear?”. It’s now “which logo to use” and on “which Social Media” site. And, of course, there’s the question of which WordPress theme to use. Dark and moody? Flat and modern? How about, even,...
She Rides the Fury with Glee
An oddly pea shaped cocoon, floats at anchor. Patient. We knock up against the stern, she doesn’t flinch, and clamber over the life lines, around the wheel, down into the cockpit. Inanimate stability, but it doesn’t feel like that. We have taken our earth mother to...Already Published!
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