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Category Archives: bramble tangle collection
The commitment of the lark
And as I walked down the slopes of Ingleborough, in the early freshness of an April morning, the larks rose in front of me, one by one, and sang their way upwards against the blue of the sky; and I … Continue reading
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What was revealed
On a sunny Easter Sunday this was the revelation. In the stone lobby of the meeting house, in the gloom, behind the notice frame taken down in order to replace the notice, was a bat, clinging to the wall, small, … Continue reading
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Splitting for the world
I remember when those few of us split from Africa across the Red Sea. We stayed on the beach, eating shell fish and stuff, till we got too many, then another bunch of us split off, and we headed for … Continue reading
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Good Friday 2011, looking northwards from my window
Easter is late this year, though the ash is still bare, while on the hawthorns the leaves are bright; Gragareth looms faintly through the haze in the distance, awaiting revelation from the morning light. I could take my ease on … Continue reading
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Hey, hey, PJA, how many enemies did you make today?
Who is thine enemy? If thou makest any into thine enemy, canst thou not make all into thine enemies: if not now, then in the days to come? If thou makest any into thine enemy, and all may be made … Continue reading
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Love, work, and knowledge
To love on a honeymoon is easy. But the crucial time to love is much later, when the other one looks ugly, and is pissed off with you, and you’re exhausted by the wrestling. To love then is life-changing, to … Continue reading
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Coughing meditation
Sit up in bed on a grey morning; quietly, be with your breathing; focus your attention on a particular spot at the back of your throat, and wait. Notice when the smallest of tickles manifests there – from nothing – … Continue reading
Too many sheds?
The shed was a thing of beauty when it came together, manifesting from old wood out of three other sheds, including the donkey house in the field. Those sheds were themselves made from older ancestor sheds. There was also an … Continue reading
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Hwaet! Listen to the spring!
Hwaet! Listen to the spring! Hear the squabblings of the sparrows in the eaves, chirp-chattering, pert-prating, hear their fluttering in the guttering, new-nesting, mad-mating; hear the wildling warbling of the curlew, the long-beaked one, woe-full, calling to the ancestors, late-loved, … Continue reading
Mist
Mist In the early dawn of this autumn morning, the mist congregates on the leaves of the large beech tree, and drips, leaf by leaf, to the ground. In the silence of the orchard, the apples hang dark red on … Continue reading
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She blooms, she blooms
She blooms, she blooms Wake up each morning and create more beauty in the world: start with her heart and pump it full of love, admire her beauty, and bring poetry to her being; she blooms, she blooms – who … Continue reading
Here on Holy Island
Here on Holy Island the wonderful tide cuts off the traffic for five hours twice every day: : no humming metal boxes driving in or out, unusual peace and tranquillity emerging instead. If only the tide could do a similar … Continue reading
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Lessons in wholeheartedness
When I was a young man, about twenty, not yet very knowing, I gave as much of my heart as I could to someone. She, very beautiful to me, responded in kind, but being slightly older, gave slightly less. And … Continue reading
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The one who breathes
You who would meditate may like to befriend your breathing. As though across a crowded room you may see the one who breathes; when you make your way to them, the one who breathes smiles and offers help, takes your … Continue reading
The one who meditates is like a steward
The one who meditates is like a steward at the entrance to the shrine room. The steward stays at his post while people come in and out; his job is to stay at the door and be present; crowds may … Continue reading
I am a sieve
I am a sieve in the flow: the shape and pattern of my holes creates the turbulence that is my gift to this world. The flow is endless: there is no need to create, creation is already infinitely here; there … Continue reading
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