The Rose Window

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A homecoming,
A string of moments,
A beating heart.

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Back again to the feet,
The breathing body,
And the listening ear.

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Return to the bass line,
Feel the beats, encoded with love,
Percussing the soles of the…

Dear <<First Name>>

A Bumper May Day / Beltane / Flower Moon/ Podcast / Ramble

A fertile celebration of love and life, May Day was traditionally a time to unite with nature and community…

Freedom - what does it mean to you?

For me, roaming natural landscapes is a beloved freedom, offering respite from London’s hurly-burly, so it was a moving experience to wander the Kent countryside whilst hearing the stories of people with…

Tongue

Raffi Joe Wartanian

^{translated from the Western Armenian by the author , published on Poets.org
for Dr. Haroutune Armenian}

Estranged from my tongue 
Words dissolve to drops 
Until meaning remains fluid 
Until my self becomes 
M i r r…

Dear Friend

There is nothing like the glow of spring emerging; a banquet of blossom breaks out of incubation buds as a bouquet of bird song bursts from the trees. Sun yolk melts over lengthening…

With That Moon Language

Admit something:
Everyone you see, you say to them, “Love me.”

Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise
someone would call the cops.

Still, though, think about this, this great pull in us…

What dare we dream of?

As the mechanisms of hate roll out their ego-pumped drones of destruction, hopeful buds peel open on tree branches. In Syria, preparations are underway for Nowruz celebrations, heralding the first official recognition of a Kurdish…

Dear Friend

A Woman’s Voice

When you think of women’s voices, who comes to mind?

Do you hear the soothing voice of a mother, grandmother, or auntie
or the instantly recognisable tone of a beloved female partner or friend?

Which…

Sky
The Wind will Blow Us Away

Inside my little night, alas,
the wind has a rendezvous with the leaves;
inside my little night, there is fear
and dread of desolation.

Listen.
Hear the darkness blow like wind?
I watch…

I’m sitting in the park watching a crow have a wash in the lake with a flurry of flapping and ripples, as droplets of fresh February light bounce off sable wings. The water shimmers as I think of people around…

Dear Friend

Happy Valentine’s!

Whilst the shops fill up with cards and flowers focused on partner love, zooming out reveals the infinite forms of love in this world, be that love of self, lovers, partners, friends, family, ancestors, neighbours, mentors…

Here in soggy London, Spring26 is in activation - the tight grip of winter loosens, as blades of green poke through the sodden earth, and a widening band of light appears at the end of each damp day. This emergence…

Dear Friend

Happy New Year!

London in January: whirling winds, thrumming rain, drifting cloudscapes pierced by precious, dazzling sharp shards of winter sun. 
The hibernatory quiet of long dark nights are a bridge to Spring - a time to knit…

A scrabble of hooves and a scramble of pebbles falling. A glint of glassy eyes watching intently, head quizzically tilted to one side, ears forward, horns curled back amongst burnt orange rocks. Wildly entrepreneurial (especially when getting their noses into…

To see the Moon that cannot be seen
Turn your eyes inward
and look at yourself, in silence.
- Rumi

Under the light of tonight’s Wolf Moon, we may catch sight of her, slinking amongst the shadows, eyes scanning the…

Dear Friend

🌹🎶 Singing Solstice Card 🎶 🌹 

Winter garden,
The moon thinned to a thread,
Insects singing.
- Basho

Thank You for Staying Tuned this Year!

Wishing You and Yours a Magical Midwinter

Wishing you safe passageway through the…

A moonlit summons in the crisp air -
The startling bite of the breeze
Revealing where life is new and fresh, and
Where it slips away, rotating into shadow.

The wintery dreams of the…

Δέδυκε μὲν ἀ σελάννα
καὶ Πληΐαδες, μέσαι δέ
νύκτες, πάρα δ’ ἔρχετ’ ὤρα,
ἔγω δὲ μόνα κατεύδω.

The moon and the Pleiades have set,
it is midnight,
time is passing,
but I sleep alone.

~ Sappho (630-570BC), Fragment 48, preserved…

“Watching the moon
at dawn,
solitary, mid-sky,
I knew myself completely,
no part left out.”

― Izumi Shikibu - The Ink Dark Moon: Love Poems by Ono no Komachi and Izumi Shikibu, Women of the Ancient Court of Japan, translated…

🌹🎶 Sparking Connection 🎶 🌹

As it’s Full Moon, my monthly newsletter is doubling as a lunar ramble :) 
The Full Version with this month’s events is here

🌟 “Sparkle is a lifestyle choice” 🌟
Cllr Mimi Harker OBE speaking…

🌹 🎶 Vocal Revolution Episode 25 - “Sing as you speak” with Mike King

Making a difference through music - vocal maestro Mike King shares how we can find our voices, tell our stories and create authentic, honest performances.

About …

As cobwebs, skeletons and pumpkin faces deck the doors, tonight my street was full of excited children chattering and chanting songs such as ‘March-march-march, stomp-stomp-stomp, we’re walking like dinosaurs.’ Listening for ancient echoes rumbling amidst the giggles, I took…

Tonight the slither of the New Moon emerges in Libra, the scales of justice, harmony and balance. Fireworks pepper London skies as the city celebrates Diwali and looks ahead to Halloween and Bonfire Night. Shoppers stagger out of Sainsbury’s carrying…

Hanging closest to Earth and Equinox, tonight’s Harvest Full Moon is one of a trinity of super moons circling the closing months of 2025. It is also known as the Hunter’s Moon, for ripened…