Self-improvement; not.

I am sitting in my bedroom where I have a little prayer corner. It is early on Sunday morning. The children are still asleep. Although it is cold outside, I have the window cracked open. I am swaddled in a dressing gown. I am listening to the sounds: a wood pigeon's coo, a crow's caw, … Continue reading Self-improvement; not.

Prayer in a time of grief

My father died on Easter Sunday 2010. Six months later my long-term relationship hit the buffers. I found myself in a car-crash of intense sadness and anxiety with few air bags to cushion to blows. The doctor wrote me a few sick notes. I took time off work. I went back to work. I found … Continue reading Prayer in a time of grief

Four steps to God

I live separated from myself, from this body, too much. I can locate this body and my centre fairly easily, though taking up full residence is a process that takes time and a commitment to presence. Remember: to come home to yourself is to come home to God. Coming back home is a four-fold process. … Continue reading Four steps to God