Bloody hell, we’re made to shine (A note on being loud And humble)

The crocuses came and they came fully. Brave and vulnerable they opened their hearts right up to the sky and let the whole world see. In an endless pouring out of beauty, they gave and gave and gave of themselves, risking everything and asking nothing in return. And when they had given themselves completely, they gracefully withdrew back into the waiting earth.

Who am I to do that? (for the brilliant ones flying just below the radar)

A colleague and I were holding space for one another to speak out the beginnings of new visions that were calling to us; ideas that were asking to come into existence through us.

What struck us, is that when each of us had finished sharing, we both gave voice to that something inside that was saying, ‘Who am I to do that?’

This is what you're here for (it's brave and bright)

The daffodils are in full bloom. Everywhere you look there's yellow. It's like the sun's shining up from the ground as well as down from the sky.

But just a few short weeks ago there were only a handful of solitary daffodils who'd opened their eyes to the world, the rest still closed up tight. I imagined those daffodils as the first brave and curious explorers, eager to see the world and somehow sensing something good was waiting. I imagined the way they'd wake up, see the wonder and turn to their sleeping brothers and sisters and whisper, 'Come on, you have no idea how beautiful it is out here!'.

Feeling good is good, but there's wisdom in the darkness

"You can't rush your healing.
Darkness has its teachings."
- Trevor Hall

These words come from a song of the same name (You Can't Rush Your Healing) by Trevor Hall. The first time I heard Trevor’s music, I fell immediately for his voice and lyrics. Medicine for the weary heart, signposts for the seeker, reminders of our oneness and celebrations of LOVE.