Trailing my dark
I’ve had a line from a poem by Sylvia Plath going around my head for the past few days. At the Zen meditation group last night, the line kept coming to me as it seemed to say something about the way we bring, or fail [...]
Sometimes she did this, sometimes she did that
A strange day. After a hectic weekend of work and visitors, I set about doing laundry and housework, before switching on the computer and learning that Mrs Thatcher had died. Reading news items and social media has taken up the rest of the day, along [...]
Dog-woman
Last night I had a vivid dream that my dog was walking on water- twice she crossed an expanse without sinking, without even getting her paws wet. She sleeps in a basket in the corner of my room. People sharing a bed, a bedroom, or [...]
‘And always embrace things’
I'm still under the weather - and also under the weather. But today, even though it stayed near freezing, there was a glimpse of something beginning with s. Neighbours, friends, dog walkers all looked bemused, staring up at an unfamiliar bright sky before commenting 'still [...]
A new era
It is cold. The weather system responsible is an area of high pressure that is drawing air straight from Siberia into a clockwise circle around the UK. Spring seems to be held at bay as Easter approaches. This long winter is creating tension - everyone I talk to [...]
Mixed blessings
Last Tuesday, 12th March, I was in London and took the tube from St Pancras to Whitechapel. In the carriage was one of the Poems on the Underground. It was Verse IV of W.B. Yeats' Vacillation which you can read here. As I have just turned [...]
