journalling

Like a giant ball of wool plunging in pulling out a strand Unravelling Seeing where it goes Inviting someone to tell their story to chart th...

Tonight we shared bread as the shadows lengthened. Bread broken and dipped in wine Communion celebrated among friends As we shared, we told ...

I spent a good part of today at a meeting of the Scottish Dementia Working Group. This group comprises people who have a diagnosis of dement...

There are days when these tired introvert bones weary from constantly being out there simply want to retreat to curl up in some bright sunny...

I imagine the Spirit as a winged creature- Some days her wings are strong and brave like those of a heron flapping gracefully over water not...

It’s a funny old journey, the journey of faith. Does faith change or do we? Those things that seemed so important when we started out have g...

As you might expect, the Moderator of the General Assembly of the Church of Scotland remembered in prayer this morning those touched by the ...