Wild Child Wonder

Judging from my twitter feed, I am not the only one who has been doing 30 Days Wild in the company of children. I work in a primary school and although 30 Days Wild was always meant to be a project for my home life, I have found that it has made me more aware and…

The Day the Wild Found Me

So, I’ve been doing 30 Days Wild, in case you hadn’t noticed. I love the whole concept of letting more wildness back into our modern lives, and I’ve really enjoyed taking part so far. What’s great is that you get to see everyone else’s pictures, blog posts and videos as you go along. I love…

30 Days Wild: Exploring a new place

Beginning in a familiar chain coffee shop, I commenced my visit to a new city. This particular establishment had a collection of old books and was playing classical music. The presence of these features, which are usually more common in independent stores, perhaps says something about the city I was in. It had been cloudy…

Small Things: 30 Days Wild

Fairly regularly on this blog, I write ‘Small Things’ posts, which are lists of the sweet and simple things I’m thankful for. It’s my way of making sure I don’t miss the best bits of life. When I sit down to compile a Small Things post, that’s my time to take stock and notice that whatever…

Find me where the wild things are

‘Find me where the wild things are’, sings Alessia Cara, rejecting a culture of image-obsession and social pressure. She is perhaps referencing the 60’s book in which a child goes off on a gleeful adventure ‘Where the Wild Things Are‘. In any case, this idea of wildness is infectious, borrowing from the natural world a sense of freedom…

Small Things: White

If yellow is the colour of optimism and warmth, white is the shade of eternity and light. White denotes goodness, peace and strength. The white lights of the moon and stars bring magic to our nights. All of the best heroes and heroines – they of great power against evil – are clad in white….

Small Things: Yellow

It’s the colour of Spring, and probably the colour of Summer, too. Often identified with happiness, yellow is undeniably an optimistic hue. It turns out that quite a few of my favourite things are yellow and this week a number of them have been brightening my life: *Roses, bought by Andrew to cheer me up….

Light & Small Things

I’m not sure if it’s depression I’ve got, or just disappointment or grief. Whatever it is, it makes getting up even harder work than it usually is. It is also the reason I only swam half the lengths I usually do on Monday, and the cause of my sudden inadequacy at making conversation. The days can be…

What Jesus Prayed for Us

Our pastor used a quote on Sunday, something about knowing a person by their prayers. And that is true, isn’t it? Our deepest longings and the things we are able to bring before God in the private space of our hearts – these show who we are, reveal our passions and motivations, perhaps our fears…

Small Things

Last Sunday, the speaker at church gave a message that really chimed with the way I want to live my life. He was talking about thankfulness, something that has already impacted me in a powerful way. The need for gratitude has become a recurring theme in much of my writing and is, in fact, one of the main reasons I write…

The North Devon Coast: Crow Point

Just at the place where the river meets the sea, at the end of a tiny, winding toll road, is Crow Point. Driving there today to meet friends, my tired body and mind perked up at the anticipation of some sea air and sunshine. I already felt happier just at the thought of getting to…

On Rest

Rest is what I need at the moment, or so I’m told. But what is rest? For so many of us, rest can be elusive or even a little frightening. And often the things we think are restful leave us more drained, more weary. Somewhat counter-intuitively, times of grief and illness can be the seasons…