Ever been in a place and wondered how you got there?
There was a time when the sea battered the bow – the memory of this is in the wood.
We all, at times, get stuck in life, but to remain stuck and allow ourselfves to deteriorate, is problematic. There’s always light we can respond to no matter how distant.
Alone under Kent skies, but making her presence felt.
All that is eternal in me welcomes the wonder of this day, the field of brightness it creates offering time for each thing to arise and illuminate.
John O’ Donohue
The world can be a beautiful place.
Another walk in the woods – Bluebells everywhere.
I was walking in the Woods this afternoon. The trees were full of blossoms and the scent in the air was wonderful. Spring is filled with so much beauty