Have you ever considered your own internal weather? I suspect there have been days you felt your disposition was sunny and bright, and other days you have been heavy with dark clouds and ready to explode with thunder and lightning - I am sure that can't be just me! I woke up this morning to a light dusting of snow here in Shilbottle. It was a fantastic reminder of our famously unpredictable weather - a little flurry of Winter in the middle of an otherwise blossoming Spring.
When a friend of mine recently told me that her life felt ‘squelchy’ I was able to resonate. A habit we have maintained as a family since the start of our first lockdown is to go out each day for a local walk. We have managed to sustain this consistently and in all weathers, but… Continue reading Squelching Through January
I observe this oak tree from my window all year round, silhouetted today by a spectacular Shilbottle sunrise. In the Spring, her sap is rising, leaves are budding and she is coloured with dense green leaves. In Summer children gather around her, climbing into her boughs and leaping off into piles of straw. In Autumn… Continue reading My Guru Tree
A love heart on the lawn for Beltane and World Labyrinth Day. It's quite amazing to think we have been physical distancing now for an eighth of 2020. Last time I saw any of my yoga students was at our labyrinth walk for the Spring Equinox. Now we are half way to Solstice.
In the middle of the winter, when a tree looks dead, it's not. It is actually still growing. Every 28 days, the moon completely disappears from view and appears to be gone, but it is not. At the end of the exhalation, there is a pause, and out of that pause grows an inhalation. I… Continue reading Being in the Cycles – Lockdown
