Dear Slow Into the Seasons friends,
Today a little poem, written as I wander from one place to another—Scottish Highlands to France—and ponder on everything that is happening in between. Also, do look out for my 1 May podcast, where I hope to explore the subject of uncertainty even more.
A cottage garden
unfurls
outside the window
from where I write.
My gaze is captured
heart stopped with surprise
that in a world of rush and retreat
the sight of forget-me-knots
can fulfill my need
for calm; for life without speed.
Because in one fleeting moment
a tiny wisp of time
all else paled into insignificance
and a state of discombobulation
was replaced with the knowledge
that all is alright.
Note: Discombobulate is a fun word for “confuse.” If something has put you in a state where you don't know up from down and you can't spell your own name, you may be discombobulated!
In other news…
Spring in the Highlands
Remembering THIS moment, when we are on the cusp of all things: joy, beauty, the promise of possibility.
The Holistic Hub Yoga Studio
A new online yoga studio that focuses on nourishing mind, body, and spirit, in a supportive and inclusive way.
Yoga Nidra Experience (with journalling prompts)
For my lovely Slow Members — make yourself a comfy, cosy 'nest' and enjoy this 30-minute meditation followed by suggested journalling prompts.
Discombobulation