creativity Spirituality

Boxes and Labels

It’s been a while hasn’t it? And why is that? Because I got hung up on labels and boxes. Exactly where I fit in. What tribe do I belong to? Why am I doing this bloody blog anyway? So many questions. As it is always for me. I think I will always be a seeker […]

Spirituality

100s of ways to kneel

There are 100s of ways to kneel and kiss the ground – Rumi I have a snippet of this poem in my prayer book and I found myself pondering it. It’s from a poem by Sufi mystic, Rumi. At first I thought that Rumi meant for each of us there is a huge number of ways […]

Spirituality

Prayer beads

My prayer beads are humble little things. They are about 8 years old and they are made from a length of waxed cotton and plain wooden beads, the quarter ones ever so slightly bigger than the rest so I have to pay attention to feel when they switch size. I made them from beads I […]

Spirituality

Creativity as a route to God

It’s not a new idea is it? That we can reach God through music and art? You only have to look at the sheer amount of sacred music and art, or even walk into a religious building to see it. There are exceptions of course, but it does seem to be a good way to […]

Spirituality

Qualifiers

I mentioned my pilgrimage at social group I go to the other day and the facilitator said ‘I didn’t know you are a Christian’. I laughed and said ‘yes, a heretical, rebellious Christian, but yes, a Christian’. It’s funny that came out like that. I guess it shows how uncomfortable I am being a Christian, […]

Living well Spirituality

No thunderbolts

I went on a day’s pilgrimage on Sunday and I had been looking forward to it, not least because I was hoping to take part in their longer ones, where you can sleep in churches. At the start of the day we were asked to make our own private intentions for the walk. I set […]

Simplicity Spirituality

Creating space with no room

Spiritual books often recommend you have a dedicated space in your home for prayer/meditation. Most of these books are American, where land and space is much more plentiful than here in little England. I live in a two bedroomed mid terrace house with my husband and a scruffy, messy dog who steals anything at his […]