Dancing in the Wind

When I think of autumn, I am filled with many happy memories.  Memories of childhood days spent raking leaves and jumping in the huge piles with my brothers and sister.  Memories of long drives through the countryside, admiring the poplar leaves as they turn golden in...

Retreat

There is a place in my thoughts that I return to again and again to retreat from the world outside.  It is a place that was born from mixed memories of past places visited when out in the forest.  I have been to so many beautiful places in the forest.  Places where...

Finding Centre

Sometimes, my thoughts are filled with storms… worries and anxieties that may or may not come to pass… ruminations of past events that I wish had gone differently… and I wonder if it will ever feel quite right again.  But I have now learned to intentionally stop...

The Leaf

Have you ever stopped to watch as a single leaf breaks free from the branch and drifts on the breeze? Each year, I watch as the leaves change to the brilliant colours of autumn, then flutter through the air when the breeze blows through the branches.  I love the...