Never really there.

I really thought that was the end of that. But clearly I was wrong. No signs, no evidence. Just shreds of paper. I could hear the unmistakable sounds… right above my head. One of the dogs could hear it too, even though she chose to ignore it. Maybe it’s the best way? Ignore it andContinue reading “Never really there.”

Do you believe in Dragons?

~”There were dragons when I was a boy…” (How To Train Your Dragon, Cressida Cowell) I feel like I have been bathing in the Dragon Energy for quiet some time now. The Chinese horoscope animal is the Pig this year, but not in my house. This year we came full circle with dragons… Dragons have been aContinue reading “Do you believe in Dragons?”

A Cat Story…

On my workshops I often share with the attendees how much I like the Rudyard Kipling story, The Cat That Walked By Himself, from Oh So Stories. you can read it Here. This story is in a similar vein, but from Zimbabwe. It does encapsulate cats very well too… This is dedicated to all Women,Continue reading “A Cat Story…”

Autumn Tales

Autumn is slowly drawing to a close, with the winter solstice around the corner. Our walks are getting more wet and muddy. The sky displays gorgeous and ever changing artwork reflecting the light of the sun, hiding somewhere behind the clouds…

Badger Stories

“I would ask you to remember only this one thing,” said Badger. “The stories people tell have a way of taking care of them. If stories come to you, care for them. And learn to give them away where they are needed. Sometimes a person needs a story more than food to stay alive. ThatContinue reading “Badger Stories”


Birds are always in sync. They always arrive and leave at the right time. Seven years ago, my parents were driving in the French countryside, where they live. My dad noticed a black shape on the side of the road. As he got nearer, he found himself looking into the eyes of a fledgling crow whoContinue reading “Corvidae”

When stories come and find you…

Hello friends, I always like to end my yoga classes with a story or a poem. Often the poem or story comes to me in one way or another and it wants to be shared. It finds its way in front of my eyes, perhaps because I need to read it myself, or perhaps someoneContinue reading “When stories come and find you…”