Do you ever wonder what it means to make Sacred Space? Maybe not in exactly those words; maybe there’s a tug on your heart that yearns for something, the way your body yearns for a glass of water on a hot day. This could be the yearning of your soul for some Sacred Space within which … More Making Space Sacred
You feel alone in the world, even though you’re busy and know lots of people. You feel like there’s no time, no space to slow down and it’s like no-one really knows you. You’ve been working really hard to do all the ‘right’ things to make the world a better place, but you can’t shake … More Is this you?
Full Circle is a space, but it is also a concept. It’s a space I wish to create in a woodland yurt on our land, a space within which we can deepen together, slow down, go deep, listen and really hear the whispers of the heart, the lamentations of grief and shouts of joy filling … More Creating Full Circle
This is a call out to the four winds that blow – hear me and my prayer: I ask for your guidance and your blessing for the next step I am about to take, for this leap from security of what has been into the unknown of what is yet to be. Give me courage … More Calling to the four winds
There is meaning beneath the glitter and glamour of Christmas. To me it feels like a yearning to touch something deeper, be part of something bigger, to feel the spark of divinity and believe that magic is all around. Maybe it comes from the searching for this meaning, hidden as it is beneath layers of … More Resting in midwinter silence
“Let us initiate our daughters into the beauty and mystery of being strong and confident women…” –Barbara Harper It is time to bring our daughters into the circle, to re-learn the amazing power of the sacred space and to come together as women; for growth, support and mother-daughter connection. This circle especially for mothers and … More Sacred circles for mothers & daughters
Have you ever had a feeling so deep that you felt it right down in your bones? This is how I feel about holding ceremonial women’s circles to honour the seasons. The way I see it women have been sitting together in circles for longer than living memory, but our bones remember how affirming it … More Women Who Honour the Seasons
One of the things I love most about being a doula is being the bridge between worlds, the bridger. Standing on the cusp of that place between spirit and form, between potential and realisation, the place of pause and action, between water and air, that place where babies float upside down and time is marked … More Changing the world, one birth at a time
Coming home last night along winding country lanes, as the blood-sun was sinking behind leafy trees, mist swirled between the high Devon hedges. The grass heavy with cold dew and my skin felt the cold that was creeping in along with the darkness. The cycle of seasons is tangibly changing this week, the long hot days … More Cycles of life
Over the past few weeks, since the release of the novel ‘A Doula’s Journey’ into the world, a number of people have been asking why I wrote the book. And this question can be answered differently to different people, on different days and depending on which direction the wind is blowing. Not that one answer … More Why did I write this book anyway?
Have you ever felt something run through you like lazy electricity? Bursting through fingertips creating lines on the page or screen or canvas that once lay bare in front of you? This is excitement. Words emerge, images appear like sign posts that wish to be followed. Connections materialize and bubble with potential. It is akin to being drawn in like … More Bringing our gift to the world
We are in the final days now as the shift of the long count according to the ancient Mayan calendar approaches. On a personal level the feelings are intense, begin with the endings that have been happening in my life, on so many levels. Bearing witness to myself as I attempt to step forward from … More Thirteen Baktuns
I find you terrifyingly tantalizing, Your rich succulent shades of shadow, Mixed with bright patches of breath-taking beauty, Lure me in with luscious longing. Oh, the sound of petals swishing sensually. Oh, the smell of the rich earth so sumptuous. I am in love with the pace of peace within you, And deeply desire to … More A love poem to a Rose