Hillsborough
An almost overwhelming sense of oppressive sadness has settled on my heart over the past few days. When I have […]
The Spirit Comes To Us As Neurosis
I wrote this piece in 2009 and have just revisited it. It seems just as relevant to me know as
The Surprising Providence of Calling
‘I burst out of the loft like an arrow at a target, though no target I have ever seen.’ From
A Poets Faith – Welcome to a New Blog
A Secret Salvation Monday morning wet in the window-framed garden, a new pup asleep on my shoulder, her nose on