Tag: Quiet Life

  • On returning

    On returning an ancient door spills light onto the space within. Quietness envelops those who tread here. It is a step back to where no troubles have occurred. No death only transition. Mismatched glass seems strangely unbroken in an alcove eastward window atop hangs a sacred heart for the love which moves us beyond our […]

  • Romanticism

    Cycling slowly along the Taff, river bubbling happily along in no hurry, just like me today. It’s half term, kids out of school, you might think there would be a riot at home, but no, not too bad! Two hours of blissful Christology, and off to the library for a little light reading on myth […]