Pre Virus As you will know from previous posts I have been undergoing treatment with a chemotherapy tablet, this means that I have been sheilding. It has been 15 weeks now. I began ‘quarantining’ off my own back on the 10th March (official lockdown didn’t begin until the 23rd) The Virus Unbeknown to me I…
THE GRACE IN BEING HUMAN The Beginning Of What Felt Like The End “Ashes” a song by by Celine Dion https://youtu.be/CX11yw6YL1w It has been 5 years since my life and all of the hopes and dreams I had imagined were blown apart. A diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis and simultaneous relationship and a close friendship (for…
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?…
So it is that time of year again. I begin the follow up rounds chemo treatment in November. I feel prepared. This will be the last for a few more years (or at all). It is amazing how treatments for long term immune conditions are improving. I am wondering what it will bring this time…
I often reflect on the moment in Alice in Wonderland when the caterpillar asks 'who are you?' It is such a big question. Her reply is "well I'm not sure, I'm not myself you see, I'm not the same person I was when I woke up this morning!" and " How puzzling all these changes are!…
Why here? Why now? Why at all? This blog post is more on a personal note than the others. It is more a pulling together of everything to date so I can consciously move forward into a fuller focus and commitment to this work. I hope naturally though that the posts that follow are more…
It has been an arduous task trying to define most precisely what I have been aiming towards with this work. I have spent many months in a sort of hibernation, tossing and turning towards understanding my real intention here. This is it. Fundamentally I am searching to understand how each of us make meaning of…
When you pick a flower it dies quickly. It becomes more temporary. Let it be and it will seed and another form will regrow each year blooming, bringing joy and delight each time. I am not a flower to be picked off from my roots because I looked good. Enjoyed only for someone’s temporary pleasure.…
"But who in the world am I" - Alice In WonderlandIn order to begin exploring the labels that we attach to our sense of identity we must begin by exploring what sense of identity is, asking what is it that 'I' am attached to and the 'stories' given behind that. This is the beginning of…
Very recently a long time friend of mine turned up at the Community Art Studio with the above gifts. A little hand decorated box filled with some shamanic love. I have been lost for words other than thank you for some time. In this past week these have played a beautiful part in preparation for…
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