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Part Six: Awakening
(There has been a rather long break between the last part and this owing to sickness to great that I couldn’t care about much and watched too much bad tv). It happens that the stage sets collapse. Rising, streetcar, four hours in the office… Continue Reading “Part Six: Awakening”
Down but not totally out
Sorry for the disappearing act last week (5 parts into a 7-part reflection!) – but I’ve been horribly ill since last Wednesday night and I haven’t had much brain space for blogging. I’m pretty sure that I’ve had the flu, still have the flu… Continue Reading “Down but not totally out”
Part Three: Anxiety
Many years ago a friend who is a trauma therapist said to me, “you know, not everyone lives as though the next disaster is just around the corner,” to which I reacted with disbelief. “How on earth,” I responded, “does anyone plan for the… Continue Reading “Part Three: Anxiety”
Part Two: Trauma
(Part Two : These things which move the spirit) It is no wonder that the curse God puts upon Eve (and all women) in the Book of Genesis is that of painful childbirth. So fundamental is this trauma to both mother and child, our… Continue Reading “Part Two: Trauma”
Part One: Longing
(Part One : These things which move the spirit) “Blessed be the longing that brought you here And quickens your soul with wonder.” – John O’Dohonue These words open O’Donohue’s poem “For Longing” and were read on my first night at Rivendell Retreat during… Continue Reading “Part One: Longing”
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