In recent weeks, the sentiment behind Buckminster Fuller's quote on reality, has lingered in my mind. How can I create a new model of reality, in order to make the old model obsolete? There are ways the pandemic impacted daily life, that didn't affect me, because I make different choices to many. Some of them … Continue reading First Steps
I've ventured to local hills in recent months. With their popularity growing as the sun brightened towards midsummer, I've wandered some heathland that's new to me. Ramblers and dog walkers are tiny specks of colour in the distance. The expanse draws me in each time and surrounds me. Staring at trees move in the wind, … Continue reading Wanderings
A recent walk to the local hills... I've been coming to this place since I could walk. On this occasion, I ventured in a direction I hadn't been in years. The scent of Scots Pine and shapeshifting clouds accompanied the stiff breeze that ran through drifting grasses. Heathers trembled, in a sweep of purple, as … Continue reading To the Hills!
In my recent post, Return to Sender, I wrote that, "blogging used to feel like writing to a friend – a slow, enjoyable conversation." For years I've been using journaling and meditation as a way to detach from feelings and thoughts. I would write letters to myself, to the world; so that I could reflect back on … Continue reading Peace Runs Beneath