April 2006

I picked this up from my friend’s blog: J.R.R. Tolkien once wrote: “Not all those who wander are lost”. This has become something of a mantra for my life which brings me to the question: Can wanderlust be in your genetic code? I had forgotten about that quote from LOR....

I am having one of those lazy sunday afternoons where you just read and surf all day. I should however be writing the outline for my workshop next week, or packing for my week in Poland. Details…

“The edge…there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who know where it is are those who have gone over.” – Hunter S. Thompson

I have returned from a 6-day trek in the Pyrenees following the Camino de Santiago. I have been going through my notes and hope to get some stuff posted on my experience on the Camino. The return home is always manic. So many things to catch up on. Emails being...

Another clear blue sky…I think this must be some kind of record for England…anyway, I am down in Bristol for Rosemary’s 65th birthday party. The party was a success. One of the more interesting characters I met at the party was a 48 year old lady named Nicola. She went...

Whenever I run into someone who is passionate about what they do, I go into reflective mode and I wonder what am I passionate about and how does my passion manifest itself? I mentioned to Ruth that I didn’t know what I was passionate about and she said I am...

I woke up this morning wrestling with a sore throat and trying to decipher the meaning of two omens. I went into the garden to quiet my mind and listen for the answer. Most of us have forgotten how to read signs and omens. We tend to treat out of...

I finished my work contract last Friday, so I spent yesterday catching up with the business end of my business. Well that is what I was supposed to be doing. What I ended up doing was meeting a friend in town for a coffee. We had a right good catch...

The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are. – Joseph Campbell

If there was ever a time when I needed to really go out and DO the things that I want to DO with my life, now is that time. I have been playing around and playing around and coming right back to the same place. So now it is time...

All men dream; but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it...

The path we travel is laden with peaks and valleys. The secret is not to dwell upon the depth of the cayon, nor the steepness of the ascent, but to reflect upon the view from the top, once we arrive.

I stood in my back garden this morning listening to the birds sing. I closed my eyes. I could feel the beginnings of a new day. The bird songs reminded me that each day begins anew and that the coming of a new day is a time of celebration in...