Mumblings & Musings

It's "Love Week" and the shops are full of Valentine's gifts! Wherever we look, there is something reminding us that it's time to let our significant other know how important they are. And yet, as the old good Gibran once said "Love is the only flower thsy grows and...

As we are halfway between winter and spring, I can't help noticing an opening. An opening despite the intensity of our times. An opening within my heart. As if I could sense new life coming together, waiting for lighter days to emerge. This is the time when winter is...

Every month, when the moon is dark, we are invited to descend within the depth of our soul. This month the call has been particularly loud and persistent for me. Suddenly my daily rituals felt no longer enough to support me during these very intense times. Deep need...

As many of us will happily see this year out, here is why 2019 has been the most important year of my life: 'cause I've fallen flat faced more times I can remember and I got back up more times I thought I'd be able to. And every fall was acutely painful. And every...

The time between Christmas and the New Year is when Life will deliver messages to us which contains the seed of what's to come. It's a potent time indeed, when all around us slows down & invites us to descend within our inner world. Here we can wrap ourselves in...

Dear Friends, May you allow your soul to unload the weight of the world on this sacred day. Winter solstice is the time when the essence of life calls us back into ourselves. To refuse her invitation is to refuse our spirit the rest needed for new creation. Slow down...

Meet little king Peppe! Whenever I look at these pictures I can't help smiling cause they remind me how resilient we all are. I've met Pat a while back, whilst walking Zhibbi. Pat is one of the last true "eastenders" left in my area. Born & Bred. And one thing...

Life coming in will always touch old wounds. They have been there for many years; some even believe we come into this world with wounds from past lives. In accepting this, we accept that we are scarred. All of us. We are the sum of all the scars left from wounds that...

I had the strangest experience last night on the tube on my way back home. Perhaps I was feeling tired or still feeling the effects of an "indulgent" Sunday afternoon, but I suddenly became very aware of all the passengers on my carriage. Every single one of them. I...

Every 1st of November I try and go to St Peter’s Italian Church in Farringdon. I’m not religious in a religious way (if it makes any sense!) but the time between All Hallow’s Eve and All Soul’s Day is when I suddenly feel a bit Italian again and I like spending time...