Look for a window. (A direction that has been adapted from Malachi in the Old Testament but still makes sense today.)

That scares you’ Or so says Eleanor Roosevelt. I was thinking today that in the past I had a whole rake of things that I could use to build up my confidence. Those things are all a distant memory now.

Just the wrong clothes. I was thinking about that Billy Connolly quote and changed it a wee bit. How about ‘there’s no such thing as can’t, we just haven’t found the help we need so we still can.’

A new thing is coming! As COVID throws its heavy blankets of fatigue over my already tired body, I have been close to giving up all hope. I forgot to laugh, to sing, to look out at the blue skies, to step into the garden and breathe in fresh air. The idea of making a…

In the dead of night. This past week or more I have been awake in the wee small hours. If I’ve had sleepless nights before, I’ve either been upset or relieved that the birds are announcing the night is past. But this blackbird? He’s singing at the ungodly hour of half past two! Maybe I’ve…

Lying awake last night, listening to the coughs of family members, the story of Jesus calming the storm came to mind. As I thought about the panic, fear and frustration the disciples must have felt, I saw the same in myself. When things are going badly, sometimes unexpectedly, we have a human tendency to shriek…

I have heard those three words a lot, especially in recent times when my balance is completely off. They have never annoyed me; quite the opposite.

To fear. That line has been running round my head for a couple of days and started yet another reflection. I can’t remember a time when I lay awake with no worry or dread about things that I can’t control. It’s a horrible treadmill of existence if we let it take over.

The what was, and look at what is.

It has been a very colourless time here. Weather-wise I would say for the past week or so but in general, for a lot longer.