Had a particularly low day last Thursday which carried on into Friday. I spent time resting, with myself, meditating and I wrote this poem which helped shift through it... A 'free' day. Of late, so rare Anticipated with longing And yet, now here, I find The ache of longing still present With time, I've fallen into a hole Missing, void, partial, unwhole Longing, alongside Sadness, grief and despair, hard to bear Stopping to re-collect my week's feelings I find connection, jo

In the women's circle I'm currently hosting, focused on exploring spirituality, we decided to explore spirituality through art, music and creativity this month. Last month we explored spirituality through story and the time before through a spiritual figure. In previous months, it was really obvious where my exploration was taking me... what figure... what story... they popped into my head... and then appeared synchronistically over the month. But... What art? What music? I'm