“The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.” J.M. Barrie When I was a girl we often spent New Year’s
Tag: imagination
An iceberg universeAn iceberg universe
Fat little fingers hold up the toy as she peers at her reflection, laughing at herself. That she is, at two years old, very self-aware is evident in the way
Slimegrobbels and custard…Slimegrobbels and custard…
“Tell me a story…” My granddaughters and I were sitting on the floor of their pink-painted cabin at the bottom of the garden. I had evicted yet another invading spider
Seeds of ChangeSeeds of Change
Time does strange things. It is just a week since our workshop and already it feels as if it is receding into the mists, and yet, it is also as
Shades of the Golden Age…Shades of the Golden Age…
As a child, I loved the old movies of the swashbuckling variety. Even then, I knew the stories were not real and the history likely to be wildly innaccurate. Romance
Going viral…Going viral…
When I was small and faced with a plate piled with the over-boiled cabbage I detested, my grandmother always told me to eat it first… get rid of it… so
Shape-shifting (Part 1) – by Running ElkShape-shifting (Part 1) – by Running Elk
This series of posts are based on the outline of an exploration session presented at The Silent Eye (a modern mystery school) “The Feathered Seer” weekend in 2017. Whilst I
A touch of inspirationA touch of inspiration
I knew I should have pulled over and written it down. All the way into work, the words just flowed. It was good stuff and I was learning as I