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Author Archives: Kath
Rambling chat…
It’s Friday. I sit and write on a cold sunny November morning. The sunshine seems to have brought out the writer lady at the back of my brain and as always with the intention of closing the gap between theory … Continue reading
On living through black dog weeks…
It’s been one of those dark head black dog kind of weeks. I haven’t had one for a while which is why I was surprised and somewhat annoyed when it came along. Right now there are shafts of light in … Continue reading
Posted in Life on the journey
Tagged blackdog, it'sok, lifeinthecave, Light, loved, martyn joseph, mentalhealth, Music
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Revillaging.
My friend Adele has got me thinking again. Good friends have a habit of doing that. She is all about the term revillaging right now. In a similar vein to the need to rewild and get back to nature she’s … Continue reading
Posted in Ramblings
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Thoughts from a long walk…
I sit in an ancient oak-beamed Sussex pub (as always props to Adrian Plass for capturing Sussex joys so well). Before me a pint of beer sits on the table. Locals chat around me as I wait for the food … Continue reading
Posted in Life on the journey
Tagged children, longwalkhome, paths, processing, southdownsway, walkingon
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Clinging to Summer…
I hold off Autumns chill, the dying death, The golden, bright decay. The all encompassing beauty of endings. I hold it at a distance and raise my face to the September sun, I soak in the warmth, the brilliant blue … Continue reading
Posted in Life on the journey
Tagged autumn, blueskies, dance, poetry, summer, sun, winter
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