Category Archives: From the basement

I’ve written lots of things over the last few years, some I think are worth reading again. Search through the old boxes and see what’s down here.

no20

Posted on January 20, 2009 by Kath

“Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms…That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy … Continue reading →

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no19

Posted on January 19, 2009 by Kath

“If in our lives there is no sexual union with another, perhaps because we have accepted celibacy, or gone through bereavement, illness or divorce, we are no less fully human and fully sexual. Deeply satisfying human intimacy, whether in marriage … Continue reading →

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no18

Posted on January 18, 2009 by Kath

“Holy friendship truly is of God, that amidst the wretchedness of this exile, we be comforted with the counsel of friends until we come to him.” (James Housten- The transforming friendship)

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no17

Posted on January 18, 2009 by Kath

The ridge we walked on from Cocking to Brighton. We ended up on the seafront watching the sunset and starlings swooping around the pier in pretty formations. Cheese ruled the day hence: “Looks like we made it Look how far … Continue reading →

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no16

Posted on January 18, 2009 by Kath

We stopped off each night in many ancient oak-beamed Sussex pubs. Hence: “When I’m in Heaven, Tell me there’ll be friends to meet, In ancient oak-beamed Sussex pubs, Enfolded by the wanton Downs, And summer evenings lapping lazily against the … Continue reading →

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