In my family this last month has been marked by the excitement generated by the UK hosting the Rugby World Cup. In the build up to the tournament I kept…
In response to this summer’s series ‘let’s get creative with our prayers’ I have been wanting to share one simple contemplative tool: get your photos off your hard drive. We…
Confessions of a Book Worm I adore books. I am often at my happiest reading, researching, studying, pondering; or curled up escaping from my own world for a while. …
I am experiencing a static year, sitting or lying in bed for most of the time, so thinking of myself as moving on any spiritual trajectory has seemed an accompanying…
Hospitality is the act of the recklessly generous heart. Sister Joan Chittister What can you do if your circumstances, through illness for example, currently don’t allow you to meet with…
I am still reeling from the sights I saw earlier today: the mature English wooded garden that has been so green, so vital for my recovery from depression, and such…
When I was diagnosed with M.E. (Myalgic Encephalitis, or Chronic Fatigue Syndrome as it is now more commonly called) in 1989 I was a teenager with everything to live for.…
post and all images by Kate Kennington Steer, I feel in a funny-old place, very in-between things and unsettled. Uncomfortable in my skin. Exhausted. Depleted. And I am out of…
by Kate Kennington Steer, all images by Kate Kennington Steer, If Candlemas Day be fair and bright Winter will have another fight. If Candlemas Day brings cloud and rain, Winter won’t…
