Contemplating love and finding peace within helps me face the world’s troubles and my own, with more love than fear, more hope than despair, with more understanding than judgement. Advent is an opportunity to centre this belief once again.

Reclaiming my connection to Samhain and All Saints, my Celtic and Christian heritage.

Why I mark the Autumn Equinox and some questions for reflection at this turning point of the year.

When meditating on the Easter story, I remember experiencing a deep sense of Jesus’ solidarity with the marginalised and oppressed; those experiencing inhumane and dehumanising treatment.

I didn’t grew up knowing about the Celtic Wheel of the Year and Pagan festivals. When I joined a Christian church at 19, I learnt anything pagan was to be feared. My journey of questioning, re-thinking and re-imagining my Christian faith and spirituality allowed me to explore them and consider why my ancestors marked and celebrated them for 1000’s of years.

Sometimes in life I can feel like a small boat being tossed about in a stormy ocean, thoughts and feelings threaten to overwhelm me like towering waves coming from all angles.

I felt like this recently and was drawn to the sea.

The more I learn about plants, the more it’s liking seeing a good friend when they appear in season.

This week I have been drawn towards plantain (Plantago Lanceolata), the narrow leaf plant rather than the broad leaf (Plantago Major). Its properties and uses through the ages fascinate me, knowledge my ancestors would have once passed down. Re-discovering this knowledge has become a connection to my past, to the land, to myself (both body and soul) and has become part of my daily contemplative practice.

Jesus took the disciples through a huge faith ‘sift’ that came to a head at Easter.…

Ash Wednesday is the first day of Lent, the six weeks leading up to Easter Sunday, a central festival in the Christian calendar celebrating the resurrection of Jesus Christ after his crucifixion.

I'm struck by the beauty of dry and dead leaves hanging on branches of oak and beech at the end of winter. These sculptured, crumpled…

I discovered recently that these beautiful heart shapes leaves blanketing woodlands…

Spring is the season that transitions nature from the bareness and sleepiness of winter to the…

'Blue Monday' has just been and gone and we are still very much in the heart of winter here…