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Birdsong in the Morning

A mindful time in meditation might mean all sorts. Frequently for me it means trying to look over the shoulder of worries and needs to a quieter place.  Consider the wonderful line in the poem by RS Thomas, The Moor, … Continue reading

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Language Play

Overheard on the bus, a four-year-old explaining patiently to his mum: Only dogs are allowed to catch a cat. And cat is allowed to catch a mouse. The “play” here is at a number of levels. I really appreciated the … Continue reading

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Take Off Your Shoes

A reflection on the sacredness of an “interior space” has to start (for me) with a confrontational image of the sacred, something commanding awe and wonder.  Guess which I might choose? However, I also have to admit that although this … Continue reading

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Ethics, aesthetics and outdoors

I’m reading for the umpteenth time a really good book on outdoors, the Kaplans‘ The Experience of Nature. Rachel and Stephen Kaplan make some really important points in their book. It maybe didn’t have quite the impact in UK (although … Continue reading

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You Don’t Know Who You Are

A quick and mostly comic burst of pictures on Twitter show Edutwitter contributors in their adolescence(s) as a curious mix of Addams Family, aspiration  and rebellion. Who do we want to appear to be? Who did we want to appear … Continue reading

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Till We Have Faces

Three voices to follow up on my last post, and anchor it in my reading (because I really can’t stuff any more quotations into that last one): In Alan Garner’s The Owl Service, one of the young adults caught up in … Continue reading

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Lost, like my name.

“The trouble is, Nick, you don’t know who you are.” It’s true. This Lent I have been occupied by a phrase from the letter of St James:  purify [your] hearts, dipsychoi, people with divided souls. Like some kind of fidget … Continue reading

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Into compassion-focussed practice

I first met the work of Thich Nhat Hahn in his book Being Peace, which spoke powerfully to me in my first school, as a Reception Class teacher. It taught me that there were oceans of compassion beyond feeling sorry … Continue reading

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For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, and favour the dust thereof

What is a ruin? Some initial thoughts on applying Jane Carroll’s topoanalysis to Thursbitch and Ludchurch.  Whether there are night-ravens or pelicans in one’s insomnia (the psalm commentaries spend some time on the animals in Psalm 102: I think I … Continue reading

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Snow

I wasn’t going to say anything about how wonderful it was being out in the snow at a school on Tuesday. After all, schools and their communities should be able to go about their business without intrusion except in particular … Continue reading

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