Category Archives: What matters

  You tube video  to read along with – Kate Rusby, Fare thee well (Growing up)      I was thinking about something today, and read this post of Jorge’s. It fed the thought, and here it is:   When I … Continue reading →

You tube music vid.  Eric Bibb, connected   A Correction     – Amir Or   Translated with the poet.   for the sin of being spoiled with words and mistaking the call of love; for turning away from myself like shadow from … Continue reading →

One time there was an old farmer out in Wales, who every morning went out to milk his cows. Shuffling through the timeless morning skies when everything was still black, ice on the puddles and a wind from hell. Five o’clock without fail … Continue reading →

Today, snow and hypocrisy. Both served to bind me up more closely than I already feel. The snow came in overnight. Nothing was there at 1 or 2 am, just a bitter biting cold that made the tiny crescent moon … Continue reading →

  ‘Well. What are you doing?’ said my father. ‘I just don’t know’ said I, ‘I just don’t seem to know where I’m going’ ‘Where is your compass?’ ‘You were my compass once, though I failed, totally, to follow the … Continue reading →

The other week, my evening class started back and I went. (yeah, or this would be a short entry eh?) I was a little late and while the guy on coffee rota served me, I looked round and realised there were only two places … Continue reading →

On January 12 this year, Tom ap Rhys Price left a London train station to go home to his fiancee. He was holding the information he’d got from a priest regarding their wedding details. On his way out of the … Continue reading →

Katharine Jefferts Schori has become a bishop, and the news seems set to tear apart the Worldwide Anglican Church. As I looked at her smiling face in the paper yesterday, I grinned back, and now tonight at my class, what we … Continue reading →

   Back on the blogwalk:       Have a great weekend and I’ll see everyone on Monday.      This is what it said barely two weeks before this blogger died. I didn’t know him or his blog, but … Continue reading →

  With apologies to A A Milne, Piglet and Pooh. Oh, and especially rabbit (who I’m sure would never swear.)   It was evening in the Forest, and Piglet and Pooh were taking a walk together after a very long time. … Continue reading →