Flowery Carpet

We were hiking along the River Darent in Kent, between Horton Kirby and Farningham, when we came across this field beautifully carpeted with Buttercups, Dandelions, Daisies and a few spots of Red Campion. We just had to stop, have lunch and ponder this captivating little scene.

My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.

Claude Monet

Light and Shadow

Light shines through, shadows give way, but it’s the door, the door that must also be opened.

What Draws You?

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.”                Rumi

I’m discovering that this little phrase, “being drawn by” has a profound sense of freedom about it. It seems to me that as you practice it the exertion in life is eased and is slowly replaced by a natural kind of attraction and a “movement towards.” And so, the ethic I try to follow has much to do with, in Rumi’s words, feeling the strange pull of what I really love.