What does Pilgrimage mean to you?

Does the idea feel heavy or light? Is it something you want to move towards or away from?

For some, pilgrimage has religious connotations and associations with long, arduous and perilous journeys.

For me, it’s lighter and more spacious than that. Pilgrimage is something that belongs to everyone. It’s a call to explore. An invitation to set off on a road in which our physical and spiritual paths may cross. A meeting of our heartlands and wild edges.

Sunshine, a four legged companion and a wander-spirit - two walking routes for you to enjoy.

This week my four legged tramping companion returned with sunshine in tow. We took to the hills in search of ourselves and some new swim spots. Here are two routes we thought you might enjoy the next time you find yourself this way.

Little acts of kindness aren’t so small after all

I arrived home yesterday to find a spring posy and a word of gratitude on my doorstep. It brought such joy to my heart, I thought to share it with you all incase you decide to spread some spring joy this weekend with a small act of kindness. The thing about kindness is that it has a wonderful habit of spreading. Continue the ripple.

There exists a type of spider that chooses to weave it’s web between flexible blades of grass instead of between two hard objects (like stones for example). Why? Because when storms blow, and wind comes whistling along the land, their web simply lowers with the grass until the gusts have passed before coming back up and finding an equilibrium once more.

This week feels like the perfect time to explore balance, in particular our inner balance, as the daylight and darkness of our outer world comes into equilibrium with the spring equinox.

I can sense the potency in the cool, damp morning air as I perch on my stoop, birds chirping and tweeting, making brave sporadic excursions to the seed feeder just a few feet away.

Insights in healing and integration and a poem and meditation for your weekend.

A few weeks ago a passing thought took me by the hand and led me down a path I have meandered down ever since. At the time, I was walking along the river Dart and noticed how inwardly churned up I felt as I plodded along side it. I was out of sync with it’s tumbling majestic beauty, not only that, but it’s rising energy felt to be pushing up, unbidden, the sticky sediment of emotional turmoil that I would rather have let lie (for the time being at least).

Teetering on the edge, twilight alchemy and becoming Lordess of the Flies

This week I’ve been working on a collaboration project. The concept itself, although not mine, has the potential to do meaningful work. It revolves around supporting others in their roles as caregivers and positive change makers, people whose work is value-driven. So as you can imagine, I’m excited. Although it’s too early to share all the details, there is a theme that has revealed itself to be integral to the project: ‘use edges and value the marginal’.

Agreed, the phrase reads a little dry, but trust me, its juicy at heart.