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The Back Seat

‘The service is about to start – but you can stay and sit at the back if you like.’ The voice came from a black robed Priest who, glancing up, I saw walking towards me.

I had been visiting a historic church building in England not fully realising that a service was about to start – possibly because there were only two older people sitting on pews in the vast building. Continue Reading


Doe of the Dawn

In the place of darkness it is often very difficult to see any light at the end of the tunnel. To be consumed by darkness is a terrible thing – yet even in our darkest hour the music of hope can be heard in the background if we strain to listen. Continue Reading


The Broken Road

Many walk the broken road – but few will walk there with them. Many walk the broken road – but not all will fully recover from the damage done on the journey. Many walk the broken road and, for some, life will never be the same again. For yet others the broken road is the necessary route to reality, life, meaning and even abundance.

The journey to the broken road, is, for some, a sudden and unexpected disastrous turn on the highway of life. For others the journey here is almost imperceptible and they can’t account for the reason they now walk here. Some are not even sure the road is broken at all – so subtle has their journey been to this place it feels life has always been this way. Continue Reading


Light In Dark Places

Perhaps more than at any time in my generation, at least in the West, people are experiencing days, weeks and perhaps months of emotional, psychological and spiritual darkness. Some sink in to depression, anxiety and lethargy – and many question the meaning of it all. Continue Reading


The Touch

Sitting at breakfast this morning the words of an old chorus we used to sing as children came from nowhere into my mind. I had not remembered it consciously for many many years.

She only touched the hem of his garment
As to his side she stole
Amid the crowd that gathered around him
As straightway she was whole

Oh touch the hem of his garment
And thou too shall be free
His saving power this very hour
Shall give new life to thee Continue Reading