Coming Home

Coming Home

Wasn’t Life marvellous when you were little? Couldn’t you swing for hours and tell the daisies wild stories of faraway lands and fairies and brave knights. And didn’t the wind sing the soundtrack. Didn’t you gaze up into the universe of old trees forgetting time and...

Finding the Life Line

Jan 01 – It all started with this. Chaos in the morning light. Pulsing cells of possibility… Jan 08 – From my journal: Life’s strings dancing around. Floating. Lotus leafs holding them together. Soothing rain. Sparkle. Rays of sunshine. Jan 09...