June 12, 2025June 12, 2025 The Gospel according to the Garden Before we go to the garden, a verse from a poem that could scarcely be less floral or Monty Don: Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while the worstAre full of passionate intensity. We’ll get to the garden; it’s why we’re here. But it is reassuring to know these words from WB Yeats were not written …
May 15, 2025May 15, 2025 Are Christianity and therapy joined at the hip? So, here’s the question: ‘What is the relationship between Christianity and therapy?’ And the answer, of course, will depend on …
May 7, 2025May 7, 2025 This stained and stunning glass Newsletter: May 2025 Greetings again, dear web friend And I start with some breaking news from the 14th century which …
September 29, 2022 My holiday notes – I think I saw you The sea shifts, adjusts, invites and holds The sun melts, warms, lights and exposes The mountain is rock, sparse, itself …
September 26, 2022 Shape-shifters anonymous Shape-shifting among politicians is normal, if sometimes breath-taking. Prime Minister Liz Truss, for instance, was clear and forthright against Brexit …
September 21, 2022 The conscious life I’d like to ponder consciousness for a moment. Most imagine themselves to be conscious. Perhaps you do. We talk about …
September 5, 2022 There is light There is light, still light at your centre, a strong quiet flame. It lights your soul entire, revealing your glory …
August 23, 2022 The day Vincent Van Gogh was praised When Vincent was in the mental asylum in St Remy, something amazing happened in Paris. Vincent was familiar with a …
August 22, 2022 Stillness Stillness. Mary Oliver, in her poem Today, calls it ‘one of the doors into the temple.’ It is a precious …
August 11, 2022 Reasons to be optimistic William Golding, who wrote ‘Lord of the Flies’ said he was ‘a universal pessimist but a cosmic optimist.’ He was …
August 9, 2022 A room of one’s own If the flute is clogged, no air, and therefore no music, can come through. And if we are clogged by …
July 26, 2022 My brilliant surrender An intruder with a gun breaks into a monastery. He sticks the gun in the belly of a monk who …
