The journey, home, into my heart.
We closed down the café under a pink September sky, and walked slowly along the river bank. As we came to the point where our paths parted, she gave me one of her big… Continue reading
We closed down the café under a pink September sky, and walked slowly along the river bank. As we came to the point where our paths parted, she gave me one of her big… Continue reading
January: ‘a white month’ for many. And I am not referring to the snow. Me, I have no need for drastic decisions, or empty promises. So I have started this year in the same… Continue reading
Ordinary unconsciousness is always linked in some way with denial of the Now. The Now, of course, also implies the Here. Are you resisting the here and now? Some people would rather be… Continue reading