Monthly Archives: September 2019

It is amazing what keeps you awake at 4am, well maybe not keeps you awake, I actually have no idea why I am awake and writing, except that I am awake and writing! An over-active mind maybe…. maybe if I … Continue reading →

Today I have had the pleasure of meeting the Methodist Youth President, Thema Tara Commey, learning from her wisdom, and welcoming her to our Youth Led Circuit Service, she was amazing in reminding us that Jesus loves all no matter … Continue reading →

Into the mess, mud, bloodiness Of our days Wooing us to life, Stirring possibilities Taking on flesh On bone, Earthed and earthy, Crossing boundaries Holding nothing back Blackened finger nails Bury themselves into the deep black soul-soil of our being … Continue reading →

Greta Thunberg has challenged the world, again, the 16 year old girl from Sweden who is diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome has stood tall and brave and called us out on our complacency, our addictions to money, and power, and called … Continue reading →

Pressing through my doubts, My fears, My insecurities… Through blackness and mistrust Mostly of myself…. I push through… pray… reach out, For healing, for wholeness, To be touched by love, Held in love, By love…. + Pressing through my doubts, … Continue reading →

One or two people have noted the dark motif that has crept into my artwork over the last month, that of the dark brooding Spirit, in the shape of a bird in flight. It is a dark motif, a bringer … Continue reading →

Asked to bring words as an offering they dry in my mouth and my mind stumbles over doubts and fears to find them… but words are what I do day by day, a tool of my trade, a way of … Continue reading →

Chalk under my finger nails, a sacrament of powder ground into my skin leaving smudges on everything I touch… pressed onto paper, colour blending with colour, the drawing emerges, takes on a life of its own, as it seeps from … Continue reading →

Over the last few months I have been very carefully “coming out” to friends and colleagues and to my family, family being my children, were among the first I told, though a few trusted friends had known for months… As … Continue reading →