Small sounds in the early hours of a new day The quiet miracle of this soft light and the calm of many birds and other creatures gently...

I am the kindling and the fire (that devours it). I am the birdsong and the nest. I am the wave and the sea (that births it). I have many...

With gentle allowing, my life has become simpler. The rhythms have changed; the liminal space has grown to be my main playground....