“The Marian Gate”

‘Thank God that’s over.’ Shiva consulted her watch and followed her father out of the church. She hung back, brushing imaginary flecks from her coat while her mother and the others moved further down the drive. ‘Siobhan?’ Shiva looked…

“A Blast from the Past”

About 20 years ago I was in a very dark place indeed. My only real friend was alcohol and I was in a very deep depression. At the time I was working for the Royal Mail in Swindon and there was a group of lads in their early 20′s working…

“The Dance”

From the beginning, the rhythm was felt. The forest emporium was filled with dancers. There they all were, dressed in their full greenness – breathtakingly beautiful trees, whispering excitedly to each other, and swaying slightly in…

“On Being Inspired”

When I’m inspired, it’s like being in a whorl of surging energy. I’m focused and centered on what I’m doing. I’m totally absorbed in the moment. I’m not “thinking,” I’m doing. And if my “doing” is a thought process, then the…