I don’t believe it matters how we start, when we start, or even where we think we’re heading, the only thing that seems to matter is listening to the part of us that longs for and just knows there’s something more. We tell ourselves, or are told by others, many things about why we should… Continue reading That blessed ‘something more…’
In 2018 I did something back-to-front, I walked the pilgrimage path of the Camino de Santiago backwards. Starting from Spain's most Westerly coastal town of Muxia, I crossed the country from West to East, via Santiago de Compostela, and into France through the Pyreneean mountain range, which acts as a border between the two countries… Continue reading The Way of the Rose & the Alchemist’s house
I've been told in the past that I have 'a way with words'. Sometimes someone says it when I write something that appeals to them. Sometimes it's when I've listened to what someone has said, responded with the underlying message that I've heard, and been told "That's exactly what I was trying to say but… Continue reading Just trying…
For as long as I can remember, whenever I’ve tried to find an answer to the question ‘What is my purpose?’ or ‘What is my destiny?’ the infuriatingly simple and equally mystifying answer that invariably popped up was “You’re here for people like you”. Over the years I’ve tried decoding that to mean “Listening to… Continue reading Blessed be the Navel-Gazers…
La Casa de Paz 