Tag: writing
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Are you listening?
One of the things that I love best about summer is sleeping with my windows open. When I am home in Ireland, I don’t always feel that I can do this, as I live in a town and in a single story house. I mean, who knows what marauders are out there at night? Things…
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Our inner wilderness
I have arrived! I am at my cabin in Northern Canada where I will spend the next few weeks writing manuals for the Sanctuary’s brand new Nature and Healing programme. Where I am is a wild space. And no, I do not mean that I am feeling out of control- well at least not all…
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The choices we make…
I am just back from the Festival of Writing and Ideas, which is a festival that brings together some of the leading minds, authors and artists of our time. Over three days, I soaked up conversations and inspiration, as well as the very wet landscape of Borris, County Carlow. My mind and my heart feel…
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The song of the land
Recently, I have been stopping quite a lot on my walks. It has nothing to do with my fitness levels, rather, it’s because the land has been singing to me. In Ireland, the month of May is a month of full bloom. The hawthorn, the cow parsley, the bluebells and even the wild roses have…
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Searching, only to be found
This past weekend, I was up in Ards, Donegal. I had a few days of meetings as the Joy farm readies itself to embark on a social farming venture. As well, we all woke for the Dawn Chorus as our declaration of peace. It was inspirational to see some of you rising at 4.45am to…
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Before the world wakes…
I have been switching up my morning routine a wee bit. Almost by accident, not by virtue, I have been avoiding my phone and taking in the early morning light. I wish I could say it is because I have been cleverly and intentionally opening the blinds to let natural light reset my internal clock,…
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Take your time…
Last week was my final days of university before the summer break. We were scheduled to be on campus for three days; however, with the blockades and protests of the rising cost of fuel in Ireland, we were moved online. This meant that I was able to turn off my alarm and turn in for…
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Spring rituals…
It’s Easter Monday, as I write this, and I am just home from a wedding in the gorgeous countryside of Devon, England. This was the first time that I have been away from home at Easter time and I was curious as to how this would be. Easter is one of my favourite celebrations. My…
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In and around you…
This past weekend, I was in college learning various theoretical approaches to psychotherapy. More specifically, we were learning about the importance of embodiment and all about the benefits of slowing things down so that we might notice what is happening within our internal world. Now, I don’t want to skim over the worth of noticing…
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Lightly, my darling
Whenever things feels heavy in my life, like when I start to feel the walls caving in, I remember the words of Aldous Huxley: It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly…
My Silent Place 