Beginning: Words of a Feather

All week I’ve felt this mixture of anticipation and dread, of raring to go and being stalled. One foot on the accelerator of my life, the other on the brake. It’s a familiar feeling. And it always heralds some sort of change hovering outside my door....

Body Stories

Last week I celebrated my 59th birthday. And, as I do each year, I spent part of the week in retreat and meditation, time in silence with the Sacred, with my soul, and with my own heart. And with my body, without whom there would be no “me” to celebrate....