There are days I wake already falling. Not from a rabbit hole but from yesterday's certainty, watching it unravel before my feet. The maps insist there should be roads here. Instead, conversations with what feels abstract, questions that answer themselves, doors that ask for smaller versions of me and clocks that refuse to recognise the…
Nestled quietly in the Scottish Borders, the town of Duns is not a place that screams for attention. Before visiting, I’d never heard of it. However it is a beautiful town and steeped in history. After attending its annual theatre and performing arts festival Duns Playfest, I’ve realized that it is home to something truly extraordinary. This unassuming town bursts into life for nine days each May, becoming the stage for a celebration of creativity, passion and community that is both powerful and enchanting.
https://edenfestival.co.uk https://www.facebook.com/theedenfestival enquiries@edenfestival.co.uk Arrival And Context Eden Festival is situated in Raehills Medows near Moffat in Dumfries and Galloway. It was founded in 2009 as a breakaway element of the Wickerman Festival, situated near Kircudbright in Dumfries and Galloway (sadly closed its doors in 2016). For the first time I attended Eden festival from the…
Today I was wonderfully reminded of a quote that was incorporated in an earlier post In Search of Meaning (ii), it still resonates deeply and was a delight to read once more. It is still as pertinent to this creative journey I am undertaking, so much so I wanted to share it once again. “The…
Spoken Word Poetry ©️ Stacie Amelia Contemporary Fine Artist · Inadvertent Incognita ©️ Spoken Word Poem This poem was inspired by an interpersonal exchange this week. Inadvertent Incognita When you think, feel and know that you lived, there’s a story of what happened but nothing to prove that it did. Nothing of substance than can…
What life has taught me on a personal level, hoping to help you make sense of your life. Exploring the grace in being human.
There has been so much that has occurred since the end of last year that has deeply and profoundly affected my heart and being. I don’t want to get into detail for now but it has me thinking about our lives and when we are no longer here. Where is the evidence of our story?…
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Who are we?
Continuing searching for a sense of meaning
Searching for sense of meaning
In the still moments I find I am sitting with much grief. Grief has to be the most painful emotional experience of them all, feeling attachment to something we hold dear whilst simultaneously knowing we can not be connected to that anymore. The swirl fleeting between feeling the yearning for and the feeling of loss,…