Category Archives: Personal

Spiral

The journey, we are told, is linear. The hero leaves “here” and goes “there”. Mountains are climbed, distances are crossed. Time itself we perceive to be linear. Past-Present-Future. One arrow, pointing one way. This is not how it works. Modern … Continue reading

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Ireland

So I got back last week from a trip/pilgrimage to Ireland, and was swiftly thrown into the deep end of a new job, so I didn’t have the time to reflect much. But it would be a shame not to … Continue reading

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Childfree and Pagan

So, yesterday I watched a documentary on the BBC about people choosing to be sterilised so as not to have children. The programme itself (available on iPlayer for those in the UK) was pretty awful. The people chosen, while all … Continue reading

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Among the reeds

So, taking my own advice, I spent the day yesterday out in nature, away from news and phones and the political world. Together with my wonderful wife, I went to a nature reserve nearby and spent the day wildlife-watching. Getting … Continue reading

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The day something broke

Something broke inside me today. Some wall, some shell, some badly forged armour or shield or something. Since Brexit, since Trump, I have been broken. The world I love has changed, and I fear for it. That fear has paralysed … Continue reading

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Happy New Year

After taking a break from blogging over the festive season, I wanted to check back in at the start of this new year. 2016 has been a difficult one, both globally and personally, and it looks like the world in … Continue reading

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A poem for water

Everchange. In waves and particles and drops of foam, Endless erring, evernew and everflowing; Overflowing, rising, deepening, quickening. Life’s cradle and unshovelled ever-ready grave. A billion teardrops, raindrops, dewdrops, a million million consciousnesses Singular, conjoined; each part of your great … Continue reading

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