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Bach and Mozart are the Masters. Grieg calls to my Norwegian heritage. And Handel to my history. But it is Russian composers who gladden my heart. An...
Daughter no. 2 is moving out today. I’m not sure what I am feeling.   She has plans for herself. Starting off with living independently.   I welcome h...
While my daughter stays in isolation, I have the luxury of puttering around inside our space. I am blessed to have enough space and a balcony to breat...
                            "Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not...
  The Magi - Henry Siddons Mowbray Epiphany, the Light for the Way, falls just over the threshold of each new year. As the fatherly advice at ...
Covid has landed in my household. I have to admit, it frightened me.   Thank God for vaccines and boosters. We all had our jabs.   Still, it scares me...
My dentist, Dr. Lee fills me with his kindness. Genuine human kindness.   He takes his sweet time, conversing while working on my teeth. When done, he...
Can I please have your hand? Thank you.   Tears well in my eyes. There is no adjective to describe how grateful I am to have blessed moments with dad....
      There was a Christmas long ago And I was there and so were you, And when we gathered by the tree Joy had had gathered too.   And there were gif...
What happens when one dies with unresolved issues? What happens when the heart stops beating while still yearning for answers?   I worry about my fat...
    If there is one thing I am learning about ageing, it’s finding your truth. Things seem clearer to me now.   Looking back, lots of humps and chall...
  The soul knows no bounds. The physical body may be weak and the mind may be lost to dementia. But it’s one’s soul that truly knows.   I believe tha...
There is LIFE. There is FAITH.   My father at age 95 believed he could do it. He thought he had it all figured out.   After 8 years in dialysis, hard...
  There is no right formula for Life except to live it well as can be. Living well has no formula either. It is unique to every individual and withou...
  A year later since the pandemic, so much still happening. Situations test one’s patience.   Every day, for me at least, is a work in progress, keep...
  I got lost!  Unable to recall where I missed the turn.   It’s been two years. A lot of changes that took me wandering off in different avenues.   S...
      I’ve bought a guitarIt’s a stranger to meI’m a stranger to itBut we’ll see what we seeI’m chorded and wordedAt least in my headB...
      What makes people unsatisfied is that they accept lies.   If people had courage, and refused lies and found out what they really felt...
  When I go for a walk, I often have my head down. So far I haven't bumped into anyone. Or they haven't bumped into me. I suppose social distancing h...
Our thoughts bewitch us at times. A certain rough edge of our perception snags an errant and unsettled hint of trespass.  Like time is standing still....
I walked her to the bus stop. We sat quietly together. There was not much more to say. Her bus came and left... but she was still here waiting. She lo...
  Just outside my patio there is a large azalea bush. It blooms beautiful pink-orange blossoms for about two weeks each year, usually in May. The res...
  On this D-Day anniversary, I have to admit I don’t watch war movies, even very good films like The Battle of the Bulge or Saving Private Ryan. I do...
  There was a 1962 movie called Day of the Triffids, starring of all people Howard Keel, about an alien invasion. That is what it feels like around m...
"Stephen Evans’ short story collection, The Mind of a Writer and Other Fables, serves as a loving tribute to Evans’s late father, remembered here as a...
    You are alone. No one will understand. No one will ever know what you have done Or ever read a word that you have written. When you are...
This is a wordcloud for my book Funny Thing Is: A Guide to Understanding Comedy.    “A perceptive dissection of the science and philosophy of comedy ...
Giving comes easy to some. It’s a natural extension of who they are and it seems to flow from inside of them, without any thought to the act of giving...
  Behind my home there is a young tree, a sapling I suppose, planted a few years ago to replace another that had died. It's a  maple I think and this...
      The past is not dead, it is living in us, and will be alive in the future which we are now helping to make. So said William Morris, textil...
There are places beyond the usual limitsof space and time.We go there – when the time is rightto see what is mostly unseen. This is not a different wo...
It is so tiresome now. To have so much to do; but cannot do it. To have so much to say; but cannot say it. To have so far to go; but cannot journey. O...
“I think," Tehanu said in her soft, strange voice, "that when I die, I can breathe back the breath that made me live. I can give back to the world al...
        On Brighton Beach, the tourists say,         the ice cream vendors come this way, and come and go,           and come and go, on Brighton Be...
      The trees were winking at me this morning.   Or maybe it was morse code.   Tiny brights lights kept going on and off, as if someone was hitting...
          Out of the night that covers me,       Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be       For my unconquerable soul.  ...
Weaving and swirling, casting a hand of stealth healing. High they fly, low they crawl. Magical. Merciful. Gracious and humane, forever genuine. They...
A friend recently reminded me of the power in kindness when she asked, what makes an urban area kind? My first thought was, how can an object or mass...
The other evening, my wife and I went for a stroll along the Thames Path  not far from London's Chelsea Harbour and stopped to sit awhile in a  deligh...
“I was inspired by the marvelous example of Giacometti, the great sculptor. He always said that his dream was to do a bust so small that it could ente...
Over the years, I’ve written about some of life’s certainties — birth, death, time and change. You can guarantee we will all experience those things. ...
    This is the moment she lets down her hair, newly washed at the Belfast sink, and offers it to a beneficent sun. The coiled braids, set...
  It is said that John Milton was Blind And the world that he served was Unkind So he waited to See Standing Gloriously For he couldn’t go blind in ...
  Samuel fancied a Dream But Xanadu vanished Abeam Of the pipe and the Puff For the love of the Stuff He imagined a higher Esteem...
  "The problem is not so much to see what nobody has yet seen, as to think what nobody has yet thought concerning that which everybody sees"  Arthur ...
Mopping my floors is a time consuming, mundane job when most of what we walk on in our home is polished wooden boards. No one’s home on this particul...
She sobs, walks in a wallowing of bowed head. Her pace is steady. Purposeful. She forces him to walk in front of her, so he’s walking backwards while ...
“The best thing for being sad," replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, "is to learn something. That's the only thing that never fails. You may gr...
It’s been the darkest winter I can remember, skies uniformly leaden, the earth deluged, the nation divided, and the world angst-ridden in the throes ...
As part of my stay-at-home regimen, I have been rereading Walden. I have consulted it often, but not read it through for many years. When I first rea...
a riverhesitantin the darkstabbed with lightplays with my mindcrescent sleekwhitesuspendedin aerial pitchblacknessgiving false securityas we are dispa...
Am I haunted by an old place or just by forgotten spirits?Guadalupe sits in the hot sun by the edge of the river.La Senora Guadalupe: Wind, cold, san...
I watched the movie, Puberty Blues, the other night. I didn’t mean to, just found it as I was scrolling through for a movie to watch. It’s an Austral...
My mother used to tell me a story which her father would tell her. My grandfather was Iranian (half Azerbaidjani, haf Turkmenistani), and this may be...
Tall or short, thin or round. Blue-eyed, brown-eyed, maybe even one of each for a touch of the unique. Blonde hair, brunette, curly or shaved head, e...
“ The summoning of Courage is the most dangerous of spells. For you cannot summon Courage to do one thing. You must summon Courage to do all things.”...
The one thing in the world of value is the active soul,—the soul, free, sovereign, active. This every man is entitled to; this every man contains with...
                          Glazed Nativity inside the old Conduit House, ...
  In Winter rain, the birds are flying Branch to branch, tree to naked tree. I can’t help wonder why. Why this one flies to that. Why those descend t...
It seems fitting that finishing off my PhD research should come with a last Farm Reflection. I only wrote a few over the three years of the research ...
In the corner I am here Standing as I do every year So the light that shone for them May shine for you....
      The first time I heard the phrase 'a way forward' was in the early years of the millennium and it rang with the darkest irony. My husband was d...
  Padre Felipe was laid to rest in the Camposanto. He was a good man – from just over the mountain. Not far – He knew this place. He was one of us...
  I was on an unintended winter walkthrough a quiet streamside forest. We call it a Bosque in these parts;that’s the old Spanish name. I had nowhe...
                                    To wish all American friends and colleagues a Happy Thanksgiving Day   A Pilgrim's Prayer ...
“All-changing time now darkens what was bright, Now ushers out of darkness into light”                                                                ...
Laying bricks is honest work. Hard, straight forward work. It is repetitive. You do one thing and then the next and so on. It can almost rely on muscl...
Night is slowly permeating the evening sky in Place André Malraux.  The rain has eased into a steady drizzle and the yellow street lamps have come on....
Kintsugi (金継ぎ) is the Japanese art of repairing broken items with gold. The gold highlights the area of the breakage, with the idea that the history ...
So there’s this cricket. He comes to visit every August, and he stays in the wall of my bedroom.  His living room seems to be the window frame by my ...
Yes!  I am ready. Finally cut the cord. Made that leap of faith.   When it’s right it will feel right. No explanation necessary. Walk away from...
    My thoughts are hazy. Sleep last night was interrupted.   A premonition of sorts? Maybe just a reminder of what needs to be done.   They...
"What do you mean, it's wrong? In ethics we learned that the truth is always subjective!" There can be no doubt that the teaching of correct wri...
In the South of France. Second time around, the love gets stronger! Thousands of miles away, her mind is able to switch off from reality. Her hear...
  Struggling to break free from a toxic work life,  I've forgotten what a quiet moment sounds like and feels like. Staring at the window and watchi...
The crescent of a new moon is slowly emerging through the darkening sky.  A pale silver at first, now with a bright, almost golden glow.  A waxing n...
  'Flowers appear on the earth;     the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves     is heard in our land.'  &nb...
"I am grown old and my memory is not as active as it used to be. When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but m...
As we all know, I have a low threshold of fascination. Today for example as I have been working on a book, I have also been keeping an eye on my pet...
We were in Paris this time last year.  I was enjoying the buzz and feeling shortchanged: we don’t have national holidays in England, at least none t...
"There is nothing inorganic... The earth is not a mere fragment of dead history, stratum upon stratum like the leaves of a book, to be studied by ge...
The fountain pen feels heavy in my hand.  I haven't written for a long time.  I mean written – not typed.  That I do every day, all day.  Click, click...
Tennis courts may be covered over and croquet lawns have disappeared to overgrowth upon overgrowth, but the football pavilion still stands and dallia...
  A poem for the season of Ascension and Pentecost...     Like whispering silk, the elm Like Bridal Veil the birch The Groom is gone...the Gro...
I don’t know why the caged bird sings. But I think I may have finally figured out why the others do. I take walks every day down a wooded path behi...
In the movie version of Harvey, the character of Elwood P. Dowd says, “Years ago my mother used to say to me... She’d say, ‘In this world, Elwood, you...
I have a secret to share. Does sharing defeat the meaning of the word Secret? How about? I have something to share but please don’t tell anyone els...
She wears a dark blue raincoat on this cloudy day, and a lighter blue cap, something out of the sixties. I can imagine her then, a young woman, wearin...
[embed=audio]{"uri":"post:1805/A-Brief-Brexit-Daydream-12.33pm---Friday-19th-April-2019-1.m4a"}[/embed]As I sit here in a greenish part of London over...
I"m getting ready for a long road trip -- heading east along the old Santa Fe Trail. Eastward, a thousand miles across Dorothy's Kansas with the wind ...
  A shadow of her former self…   Like a cat leaving a room What do you do when home is far away   Music for leaving   Not sure wh...
Dateline: Westminster, London, Friday 5th April 2019 With the emergency repair works to fix the serious roof leak in the Houses of Parliament proceed...
  Image courtesy of the Academy of Classical Design, Glendale Springs    Mystic moon, riding voiles of dusk earth hangs deathly st...
As the Dean traced the ash cross on my forehead and said, "Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.  Turn away from sin and be faithf...
    At Independence Pass perched on the scythe edge of a predicament did you discover the landscape formed a route to Independence? Or...
The day is drawing in and I'm rushing to finish translating a page.  I need to look up a word and that slows me down.  I don't like to stop mid-page b...
Constant Comment tea. The Christmas mug with the nearly faded snow man.  A splash of milk. A teaspoon of superfine granulated sugar. A sip. And p...
"There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide; that he must take himse...
A gentle hum that grows louder, then turns into a hiss that becomes a gurgle  The water is boiling, bubbling, impatient.  The teacher removes the elec...
  A response to Stephen Evan's post, The Jesus of Silver Spring English has two great forgotten words, namely 'helpmeet' which is much gre...
In my novel The Island of Always, Lena (my protagonist) compares her ex-husband to Jesus—in that he loves everyone, just no one in particular (meaning...
All the windows are locked.  Curtains closed.  Blinds pulled down all the way to the sills.  Even so, its chilly breath hisses through the tiny gaps a...
   Harking back to 2012...a lifetime ago!     Febrile kindled flame gathering energy on deluged thoroughfares banishing our ruined dreams fres...
It suddenly occurs to me that it's been months since anybody called our landline.  Except for my mother, of course.  Day after day, when I check the p...
Dublin, Ireland Early morning, Thursday 4th February 1960   We’re alone together. Mother and I are sitting at the kitchen window. It’s chilly yet...
I've binned my 2018 New Year's resolutions. Unopened.  They were past their use-by date.  Somehow, they ended up being kicked under the bed or falling...
My new novel The Isand of Always comes out today. It's a sequel to, or perhaps more an extension of, The Marriage of True Minds, whch was published ab...
Ultima Thule BY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas,  We sailed for the Hesperides,  The land where golden apples gro...
There’s this kiss that’s the purest of kisses. I’m not sure whether I can describe it or do justice to its nuance of power. It’s greater than any ot...
                                    It's...
You know that feeling, you open a book – yes, I’m sounding old-fashioned already having not yet truly joined the burgeoning kindle brigade – but on re...
A note from my diary, Sunday 25th November 2018: Yesterday, my wife and I joined four dear old friends in a south London watering hole called The Bol...
Climb up the steps of love; Don't vault at once to the roof, but slowly ascend in descending slowly into one another.   Reach (not Paradise) E...
Some things you just know, without understanding or reasoning. They just are. From that first breath we’re privileged with, the gasp that comes fro...
For some, it's a massage or a facial. For me, it's acupuncture. As soon as I'm overwhelmed by stress, run down or simply in need of TLC (not to mentio...
My new children’s fantasy novel Painting Sunsets will go on sale next month. You can pre-order the book online or through your local bookstore. Find ...
An extract from my diary of 12th October 2018: Today, a white butterfly caught my eye as it flew briefly through the tiny garden of our ground-floor ...
  Burn scars are hard to erase. They leave lasting evidence of trauma and despair. And yet -- I can't stop looking at them. When will they heal?  Wil...
When young Robert went riding his Sleigh He came to a part in the Way And like Erwin he Found No one else was Around So he took both ways and we...
So they say… Love is not just a word. It comes in many shapes, forms and sizes.   Love is not about being with someone. It can also be about not ...
The new edition is now available for order online or through many local bookstores. Here is an excerpt: a-transcendental-journey   ...
Image courtesy of 123rf (modified)     Diamonds dazzle Lord Nelson’s hat, that vintage oak wind-sculpted on the hill. Light-pierced...
"Are you having any readings?" "No." "Have you brought some music?" "No." "Do you have rings?" "Yes." The elderly registrar smiles with a hint o...
I’m fine. Honestly, I rarely get sick. My sick leaves get converted to cash.   Frankly, I’d rather fake it. Every now and then I need a time out....
With so much work to accomplish every day, my weekends have been anything but restful. I have been waking up too early every morning in a rush becaus...
I can’t give up on writing. It’s what keeps me alive. No wonder I’ve been feeling out of sorts. I haven’t written in a long time!   I got stuck. ...
      When I go into the garden with a spade, and dig a bed, I feel such an exhilaration and health that I discover that I have been defrauding mys...
"If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should ...
  Do not open the silence. Let the silence open you. ...

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Bach and Mozart are the Masters. Grieg calls to my Norwegian heritage. And Handel to my history. But it is Russian composers who gladden my heart. An...
Daughter no. 2 is moving out today. I’m not sure what I am feeling.   She has plans for herself. Starting off with living independently.   I welcome h...
While my daughter stays in isolation, I have the luxury of puttering around inside our space. I am blessed to have enough space and a balcony to breat...
                            "Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not...
  The Magi - Henry Siddons Mowbray Epiphany, the Light for the Way, falls just over the threshold of each new year. As the fatherly advice at ...

Latest Comments

Rosy Cole AMBIVALENCE
19 January 2022
There's great wisdom and peace in living 'in the moment'. Not everything needs a label. GB x
Stephen Evans AMBIVALENCE
15 January 2022
Changes on both sides, father and daughter. Not easy to deal with. As fearful as they make us, we ce...
Stephen Evans The Uses of Adversity
10 January 2022
Those are my favorite too.
Virginia M Macasaet Up Close and Personal with the Pandemic
10 January 2022
Many thanks for the link Rosy, much appreciated! I downloaded the app too!
Rosy Cole The Uses of Adversity
09 January 2022
That I should like to have heard :-) Am quite in tune with the sentiments here, particularly the las...