Seasons of Change

Out my window I see the dark shadows of trees waiting for grandmother Moon to climb above their branches. This is the time when I mourn summer passing, seen in the petals that settle on the patio stones, which are themselves cool to the feet. Leaves drift from neighbouring trees, pooling as though afraid to…

Mothering

Today I spoke to a group of young adults about Mother’s Day. We talked about what ‘mothering’ looks like in the real world. The act of mothering is nurturing; it’s done by mothers, aunties, grandparents, cousins, dads, uncles. Can we celebrate that? Let’s add this to our shared understanding of how we value and cherish…

Waiting

Clearingby Martha Postlethwaite Do not try to servethe whole worldor do anything grandiose.Instead, createa clearingin the dense forestof your lifeand wait therepatiently,until the songthat is yours alone to singfalls into your open cupped handsand you recognize and greet it.Only then will you knowhow to give yourselfto the worldso worthy of rescue. What images come up…

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