My Woodland Abode
In some ways, my woodland abode occupies a parallel universe several magical steps removed from the one in which thisRead more.
Today I awoke to stream sounds and birdsong. Through my open felt-blanket door poured sunshine filtered green by the junglyRead more.
Descent and Re-Connection
I’d been living in West Wales for a while and had just made friends with a visionary earth-dweller called Emerald.Read more.
On Embracing Natural Simplicity Maybe it’s a strange choice, in these days of fabulous luxury, to embrace an elemental wayRead more.
Here is another piece from my years in the woods. I wrote the dark heart of this one last midwinter,Read more.
Returning to this piece—originally written about a year ago when I was still in deep retreat—I couldn’t help marvelling atRead more.
Here I am on top of Carn Ingli last autumn. Carn Ingli means ‘Mountain of Angels’. It’s the name ofRead more.
I Live In The Woods
I live in the woods In a little mud hut That I built with my hands By a fast flowingRead more.
Day! Like honey from a jar, Each moment adhering to the next In primal resonance, Light flows into me TowardsRead more.
Love falls as rain. Love shines as sunlight. Love is molten stardust Solidifying into Earth. Love flows through our eyesRead more.
A more beautiful world is possible, He said. No. It’s much more than possible: It’s emerging. It’s emerging from ourRead more.
How often does change, even positive change, feel like death? With each step Onto the holy mountain I am slain.Read more.