28. April 2023

Every time these mountains catch my eye, I admire their shameless grandiosity. Reaching serenely up into sky and down into valley, arms wide open. Resolutely holding sacred space by being none other than themselves.

27. January 2023

Stepping outside one morning recently I looked up and laughed with surprise and joy. The bushes weighted down with fresh snowfall bowed over the pathway so devoutly. An untrodden white path leading into the most glorious snow scene I have ever seen.

16. August 2022

Lying belly-down in the clear shallow water, tiny fish nibble softly at my hands and feet. A small bright blue flying creature flicks herself again and again into a backbend, brushing her long jewel like body between iridescent wings. Pond-skaters collide excitedly on surface tension, forming curious constellated circle shadow patterns on the rocky stream bed.

26. August 2021

Sitting on top of the ridge. The gentle warmth of the setting sun mingling with my body heat. The cloak of night, with a waning moon hung from its tip, rises up my back. I have just had the wonderful fortune of spending two weeks in solo retreat in the Spanish hills. Being caretaker of the beautiful off grid home belonging to some friends. A place where my teacher once hosted meditation retreats. I have been in this remote valley in the company of six cats, five chickens and two cheeky goats...

13. September 2019

Swallows swooped and whistled, insects settled, and an eagle glided high above. The light on the hill across the valley drew up a veil of shadow from the ground. My breath was music through my flute and the sound of my footsteps a drum beat that soothed me. Nothing grand or spectacular seemed to happen in the month I spent alone off-grid in the wild. It was remarkably simple and easy.