Reflecting on a life

My mother’s best friend recently emailed the draft introduction to a book which will be the completion of the work my mother had been busy with when she died: a book reflecting on nearly 15 years of coordinating a project aimed at understanding the relationship the millions of ordinary South African’s have to land, property … More Reflecting on a life

breathing in the fullness of the moon (the fullness of my heart)

Dusk, and the full moon rising. Birdsong all around; traffic in the distance cicadas flexing their tymbals in between.   Breathing in the soft breeze, grass-scented and subtle. Stillness, after a day of constant movement.   Open-hearted, I am suffused with peace, gratitude, awe, joy. Perfectly content to breathe in this moment, each second flowing … More breathing in the fullness of the moon (the fullness of my heart)