Sons and Daughters

“Your first swan. Your first day by the sea. Your first walk through a field of spring flowers. The first time you heard and loved Chopin. In sharing your childhood discoveries, I have relived my own.” – Marion C. Garrety My first children were twin boys who were outgoing, funny, gentle, clever and curious. They … More Sons and Daughters

Why do some people stop me and ask to pray for me, or lay hands on me?

Not a month goes by that people don’t stop me in the street and ask to pray for me, lay hands on me, ask God’s help to heal me. I feel as awkward and uncomfortable about it now as I did many years ago. However, I think I’ve finally worked out why I feel this … More Why do some people stop me and ask to pray for me, or lay hands on me?

Images and Memories

“By means of an image we are often able to hold on to our lost belongings.” – Colete. The  same day that I read this my son joked that the rooms left empty by adult children were full of photos and ghosts. The synergy of these statements started me thinking how important it has always … More Images and Memories

Aurora Leigh

Since I referred to the lines from Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s “Aurora Leigh” (Book 7) Earth’s crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees, takes off his shoes, The rest sit round it, and pluck blackberries, And daub their natural faces unaware I have been reading the original poem http://www.online-literature.com/elizabeth-browning/aurora-leigh/7/. … More Aurora Leigh

Living in the moment

“Earth’s crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God; But only he who sees, takes off his shoes” – Elizabeth Barrett Browning Yesterday, when Wellington suddenly was thrown into summer, everything seemed brighter and more vibrant. I left home to walk the short distance to the library, stopping to chat to with neighbours … More Living in the moment

An Empty Nest

Today my daughter’s “things” were picked up by the removal men and will be trucked up to Auckland some time this week. And so we have another empty room to mark this very significant change in our lives as the last of our kids leaves home. It seems an event worthy of some greater rite … More An Empty Nest