A Poem for Christmas

May we know ourselves this Season That for everything there is a reason That within the darkness there is light Just as green buds follow winter night And so does life unfold before us Asking us to simply trust Nature’s rhythm is in our soul Dark and light to make us whole.    

Learning to Live with Pure Trust

I was watching an eurythmy performance the other week – which is a beautiful art to watch and one in which many ideas come to mind as you watch the flowing, harmonious movements. One of the eurythmists began to recite a poem. I’d been thinking about fear the day before and what she spoke was exactly the answer […]

Hurt No Living Thing

– Christina Rossetti (again) Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing, Nor cricket chirping cheerily, Nor grasshopper so light of leap, Nor dancing gnat, nor beetle fat, Nor harmless worms that creep.