Otis, my cat is a cruel mistress. Often, I wonder if she overhears my grumbles that the fridge is empty again and this is one of the reasons she presents me daily with a couple of shrews (often in shoes) and on special occasions, like summer solstice, a bat. Imagine that. Strategically placed at the side of my bed ensuring when I arose for sunrise… Read More »Holy Moly
I would be a better writer if I had smaller breasts. Stay with me. Sitting here now, loaded up on ibuprofen just to write an article might sound extreme, sensory discomfort interfering with my creative, cognitive process, well that’s just part of being female, right? The physical experience we have inside our body whether conscious or not can’t help but shape our world. Let’s back… Read More »By Divine Design
As a child I was besotted with the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Feeling the fur coats brush my face as little hands maneuvered their way to the back of gran’s old wooden wardrobe was always a welcome weekly adventure. God knows how long I stood there. Naturally the entrance to Narnia remained eternally elusive yet I never stopped believing. Whenever I see an… Read More »Courage, Dear Hart
The future feels uncertain. If the events of the last 15 months have taught us anything it is not to take our freedoms, families and friends for granted. Just like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, we have found ourselves in a very strange place indeed. A land with completely alien rules and it feels like we arrived here overnight. So let’s link arms (regardless… Read More »Follow the Yellow Brick Road
Trolls to me have always represented FUN! Like those little characters that roll out of the rocks in the Frozen films or the ones with the florescent hair who like to dance to Justin Timberlake. Regardless, they are harmless. Recently (and I now realise naively) I shared a link on a local forum offering a free class to support mothers with Sex Education through a… Read More »IT Matters
There are forces at play on this planet way beyond our current cognitive field awareness. A dog whistle is a frequency only perceived by a dog, but just because we can’t hear it, does not mean it doesn’t exist. I liken it to the soul of a human being or animal for all it cannot be physically measured can you honestly say it isn’t real?… Read More »Blessed Are Those
This story begins at twilight on the cobbled streets of Hexham Christmas Eve 2018. A crescent moon hung above the Abbey which was draped in silver fairy lights as I, along with the last of the Christmas shoppers made my way amongst the low hum of anticipation. Everything was perfect. Well at least I thought it was, I had forgotten a Christmas card for my… Read More »The Holy Ghost
