She feared the tide - the ebb and flow of her mind’s capacity - for so long that she almost forgot the sound of it’s gentle swoosh along the shore, the pebbles of creativity pushed gently, purposefully forward. Tide, Miriam E. Miles Then one day the sun shone so brightly it stopped a wave in … Continue reading And so, she soars
Hello, just a quick one this morning. Amidst all the crisis talk and daily updates regarding COVID-19 coronavirus, I discovered my book has been listed in an update on Christian Writers Downunder; a welcome bit of happy news. About CWD This is an awesome bunch of writers who support each other through the virtual world … Continue reading A little bit of publicity is good for the soul
Today I've brought to you Clash of the Titans and how this poem came about and what it means.
I've been thinking about suffering lately. I am coming to believe that we live in a society that values happiness and it's continual pursuit over the necessity of acknowledging struggle, fear, grief and suffering. This leaves many of us feeling overwhelmed and hopeless. It sends a message that if we can't find happiness we … Continue reading What if happiness is a lure and not an antidote?
If you've read any of my posts in the past you may already be aware of my journey with mental illness and know that for many years I have managed my life as best as I can when you have a mental illness and have relied on God's love, healing and help and the support … Continue reading In order for the new to awaken, the old must die
I could never understand why I didn't finish this picture, because it always felt unfinished, like much of what I put my hand to. But now that I see it here I realise that there is a really good reason - I am not yet finished.