I am powerful

This is the true joy in life, being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one: being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. ~George...

Celebrate the feminine

Late one Saturday evening  a young man, recently paralysed and rendered mute in an accident, is at the wedding reception  of a relative. A young woman, name and details unknown to him, is sitting on his lap. She’s stroking his face; kissing; crying; saying...

celebrating mid life

This poem by Fleur Adcock is for all the women who, like me, are on the “darker side” of forty. She reminds us that there is more to beauty than flawless skin, and that the more we choose how we want to be in the world and how we want to live our lives,...

Face the fear

Do you know that something in your life needs to change, but you either don’t know how to start or where to start , or you are too afraid of where starting may take you? In attempting an answer, I turn to David Whyte. This time from the opening stanza of his...

Your extraordinary moment today?

What will be your extraordinary moment today? Walking up the steep hill close to my home, I snake-ease the muscles in my neck to relieve the tension that has been building all day. Just ahead of me, trudging up the hill, is a boy who is about nine-years-old. With his...

You do not have to be good …

 How’s that for the first line of a poem? Probably not a line you would like to share, out of context, with your children or teenagers. But it’s a radical statement. Mary Oliver, the poet, isn’t exhorting us to be bad. She’s...