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The Candle.
I paused and lit a candle. Meetings over, Emails done, Groceries unpacked, Head thoughts in a variety of places Cup of tea made And in the cool grey of the cloudy afternoon light I walked slowly to the bookshelf Took… Continue reading
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Learning to love myself…
Over on Substack, I have been writing a series on how I have learned to love myself over the last 6-7 years, please do subscribe to me there, as it is where I do most of my writing. The most… Continue reading
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Sense.
Listen. Can you? Hear. Will you? Feel Be you? Touch Near you. Breathe in you. Rest As you. Continue reading
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Finding the Presence.
Human, Wanderer, Traveller, Friend: May these words find you well, May you breathe them in. Sense them as you sit here and rest a while. And find yourself indwelling presence, and may it be something like this: Presence as being… Continue reading
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The Last Judgement.
The last judgement is the day we’re no longer afraid to be alive again, it when we come back to our real state , our divine self, where we feel a communion of love with everything in existence (Don Miguel… Continue reading
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Eyes read, what the heart bleeds.
I got to the Coffee shop After a walk that included more work chat. Sitting down. I Open the blank lined page Green tea poured. Red pen chosen. Ready. Tired. But ready, The page. Blank. Inviting. Alive with possibility. Daunting… Continue reading
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Hand in Hand, Soul by Soul
Come take a walk with me, Walk through my suffering, Walk through my quiet silencing, Walk with me, and share my story Walk with me, so I get to talk too Hand in hand, Soul by Soul. Come take a… Continue reading
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Passing Places
Ive just come back from a week holiday away in the gorgeously delightful tiny village of Port Appin, on the west coast of Scotland, almost equidistant between Oban and Fort William. I wrote lots, and read less, but didnt write… Continue reading
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Broken Shells and Cliches.
Forgive the slightly meandering nature of this piece of writing, I may be writing out loud some of my inner musings over the last few weeks and months as it feels like a long time I’ve written, maybe not for… Continue reading
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Slow Growth
From being chopped down, Suppressed. Real growth from raw exposure. Takes time. And vulnerably reaches earnestly for the light. Collecting a community of nutrients. Just like nature, You are the universe. Continue reading
James Ballantyne
The Universe conspires to help the dreamer
Paulo Coelho
Life is a Journey paved with Love
James Ballantyne 