The Sun never sends you the bill

Look how light and clouds make such a raucous noise of colour? The lone surfer captured under the most magnificent show on Earth. Dawn is free. Unless you count the cost of leaving a warm bed, and perhaps a loved one. Or a day with a little less sleep. But what joy! To start the day with the constant surprise … Read More

The heart-work of images imprisoned within you

“The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke I was listening to Rilke as I ran the curve of the ocean shore. I will never tire of the early morning, the sun in its constancy. For as long as there has been our Earth, she … Read More

Paying attention

It is no surprise that when something matters to us we pay attention. The most remarkable part of this project of writing Beauty of Beginnings is that I now see the clouds, the sky, and light, with far more attention than ever before. Just this morn, driving to my swimming pool, the air was heavy with humidity and heat, allowing … Read More

This too shall pass

Am I on the same beach seeing the same sun? Each day so very different. Same beach same sun same ocean. I am reminded that the words of the wise from time immemorial are evidenced every day… This too shall pass. This. Too. Shall. Pass. The cycles of time are constant. From second to second, life to life. Birth to … Read More

The deliberate path of ease and flow

I, like many over achievers, often choose the hard path. The uphill, the biggest challenge. Give me a 96 km run and I think nothing of it. There is much to be said for going for the biggest challenge and testing our limits. Much has been written about it. We cheer the hero who completes the hardest task. But what … Read More

The lone runner under a vast sky

The lone runner under the vast canvas of the sky reminds me that we are so very small a part of a much larger story. It is so easy to feel small and unimportant. That life is overwhelming. That we are isolated. Alone. Insignificant. Yet even in this immense silence, there are the sounds of the waves. The sand supports … Read More

Habits, commitments and sabotage

I have some wonderful habits. 20 plus years of early morning exercise that keeps me young, fit, vital and alive. So much a habit that I hardly need to think about it, and I certainly do not argue with myself about getting up any more. I also have some habits that need to be discarded. Most of them are habits … Read More

The whisper of our future selves

The light in the clouds is a window to another world. A porthole of sorts, where one might imagine a parallel Universe, or our future selves peeking through. Perhaps our future selves and our ancestors all exist in this very same moment of time with us. Perhaps time is fluid, and not some arrow like trajectory? If this were so … Read More

Descending to the field of calm

Somewhere beneath the chaos is a place of calm. Constant, steady, ever present. We each share this centre. It is the thread that binds us all. I suspect this place of calm is a common field…the field that Rumi wrote of when he said “out beyond the idea of right doing and wrong doing, there is a field….I will meet … Read More

Seeing plenty first, in all things

November 25th Dawn comes early at this time of year in the Southern Hemisphere. The birds start their song just around 4 am. From my bathroom window I could see the changing of the sky, and knew that I did actually miss the best part of this dawn, well before the sun breached the horizon. I wondered how many beautiful … Read More