I married a man

I married a man
sixteen years ago


One day I left him

He let me go
and waited
and rescued me
over and over again

I’m dying
or fighting death
with more death

And I wonder
about Love
and constancy
and patient

I told a few people
who remember me
that sometimes
I think the true healers
are those
who can hold our hand
in silence

I’m tired
I’m tired a lot now

But there is a man
who never lets go
of my hand

And there’s a kind of
magic in that




Full Moon In Aquarius: Magic in the Air

Moon Dancer

Well, everyone….

Today the moon is full in Aquarius. Yes, Aquarius, that sign that conjures up images of wizards and scientists. This is a time when the Cosmos conspires with us to discover our Inner Genius, our Inner Magician. Playful Jupiter is also dancing with the Sun in Leo expanding that Leo ability to ‘creatively will’ things in to place, as well as feelings of confidence and a general feeling of ‘everything’s gonna be alright’.

Let’s face it. Things have been a little rough out there the last few weeks. Today is a day to shake the cobwebs loose, dance your dance, embrace your life and dream big. This is a time of great magic. Choose your words well but don’t forget to speak your truth. Let your dreams become reality. Believe. Dance. Sing. Share your joy.Namaste’ Y’all,


“Scientists have calculated that the chances of something so patently absurd actually existing are millions to one.
But magicians have calculated that million-to-one chances crop up nine times out of ten.”
Terry Pratchett, Mort

The Changing of the Trees

The Changing of the Trees

It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon
men’s hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that
emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews
a weary spirit.
– Robert Louis Stevenson

They are beautiful in their peace, they are wise in their silence.
They will stand after we are dust. They teach us, and we tend them.
– Galeain ip Altiem MacDunelmor

This is my birch tree going through its ‘autumn into winter’ transformation.

Soon there will be no leaves at all.

Winter is bearing down hard on us here in England. It’s not that it is that cold.. not yet, anyway. But it is just so dark and gloomy… and stark.

Looking out my window
I witness
The changing of the trees

I watch its dance with nature

Some days when the sun shines
It is like some minimalist artform
practicing its dance in my back garden

On days like today, however
it is a dark sentinel
a harbinger of days yet to come
a mystical, magical beast
that has wandered away from
a wood steeped in magic and menace

My imagination runs away with me you say
just wait….