I remember, when I was about 6 years old, running in the garden with my friends, playing cops and robbers, then feeling all inspired and trying to convince everyone that when I grew up, I was going to be a policeman, or a hairdresser, detective, or I couldn’t actually decide. No. I had a better idea. I was going to marry a handsome prince, and live in a huge castle.
For a while there has been a stirring feeling within me, with an emotion attached, one of pure elation, like the kind you feel when you are going on holiday. That pure joy where your stomach has butterflies and performing cartwheels. Continue reading
“People sometimes need to back track upstream to see where life’s meandering tributaries flowed away from the original headwaters of their certainty, wisdom, instinct, and inner knowing” Continue reading