Back in the depths of lockdown when in UK we had restrictions about social interactions and you could only meet with those outside your household outdoors, I used to meet my yoga teacher in a local green space. I’m recollecting one such time strongly at the moment. Maybe it was about this time of year.... Continue Reading →
Park Run
I did my first Park Run just recently. This has been an item on my wishlist for a couple of years. Ahem, maybe it's a bit longer even than that. I know I've been holding back. Can I run 5km? Can I run 5km on a random Saturday morning, 'on demand', rather than picking optimal... Continue Reading →
In my hands
I met with my philosophy teacher this evening. I don't meet with her often enough. She doesn't push it, she lets me find my own way. We're both finding our way. She's kind. She lets me talk. She hears my questions and my hesitancy. We talk about commitment and discipline, teachers and authority, prayer and... Continue Reading →