writing presence

practising for a whole life

Welcome to writing presence, which is…

shyly spreading pollen

… an occasional sharing of what I smile at, what I cry with, what touches me, and some of the rest. It’s a journey towards wholeness, pencil in hand like a torch in my darkness. It’s a place of thresholds, doorways, gaps in the hedge, and paragate.

I am a writer, biologist, poet, gardener, mother and friend. Journalling, poetry, letters, essays, and songs are my shelter from the too-bright sun.

For the rest of my life, I am dropping down more deeply into play, song, poetry, dance and metaphor. Sometimes serious, sometimes sad, occasionally skeptical and irreverently comical. Sometimes in the land of Thule, sometimes in the groves of academe.

Mostly beside my compost heap, enjoying the remaking of Good Brown Earth by the annelid worm recyclers. We all have a relationship with dung, after all.  Where there’s muck, there’s grass. And I love to dance upon the young bright turf.