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Space is not just for astronauts and billionaires
Posted by Simon Parke, 22 Sep 2021
Conan Doyle is remembered as the creator of Sherlock Holmes, the most popular detective ever.
That’s success in anyone’s book, and most would be pretty pleased about this achievement, cracking open a bottle - but not Sir Arthur.
He wished to be remembered as a writer of historical fiction and as a trail blazer of the spiritualist movement. Sherlock was almost an embarrassment and he killed him off as soon as he could…
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Apples
Posted by Simon Parke, 20 Sep 2021
Today, I picked some apples from a small and buckled tree I planted two years ago.
I thought it was dead last year. It had nothing going for it and I decided to uproot it; but then thought, without much hope, ‘Well, give the failure one more year.’
I’m glad I did…
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Between stimulus and response
Posted by Simon Parke, 6 Sep 2021
And can it be true what they say?
Can it be true that the only time we are free is between stimulus and response?
Something provokes us and we have a choice, a moment to decide: which way do I jump?
Sometimes it’s a milli-second between the two…
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Catastrophising. I fear the worst!
Posted by Simon Parke, 1 Sep 2021
I have a terrible headache and suddenly start worrying that I have a brain tumour.
My daughter is a few minutes late from school and I begin to fear that she has been abducted.
My boss gives me an odd look and I start to wonder if I am about to be made redundant.
We have all been there…
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Winchester Cathedral
Posted by Simon Parke, 23 Aug 2021
It’s in the crypt of the cathedral that I understand.
As the notice explains, the crypt floods during rainy months, and we’ve had a few of those; the air is damp, water lingers in corners, though the pumps are quiet.
And in the middle of the wet, beneath 12th century arches, the stilling figure of a man in contemplation, created by Anthony Gormley.
And it is here, beneath the rush above…
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A young man’s body is discovered at the seaside beauty spot of Splash Point. He drowns beneath a cold, uncaring moon; and it proves to be a ‘hungry death’, not sated by one unfortunate corpse. There must, and will, be more.
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‘Meet Jesus unplugged,’ writes former Fleet Street editor, Richard Addis, after reading Simon’s latest novel, Gospel: Rumours of Love. ‘In a stunning act of imagination, Simon Parke shatters every stained glass window in your mind.’
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In Solitude: Recovering the power of alone, Simon describes solitude as the active path to inner silence and takes us on an enthralling journey there. In a world of haste and distraction, he commends the way of stillness and withdrawal where we can ‘recover the power of alone’.
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