As well as being a wonderful opportunity to practice mindfulness, meals also provide us with the teaching of interconnectedness.

What a gift it is to have a meal! How many countless beings, sentient and insentient, provide food for us?

When eating an apple compassion is manifesting itself. A seed, sun, rain and earth grew the tree (worms were covered in the previous blog blessing). Somehow the apple has been brought to us, most probably by several people.

When does the apple cease to be an ap… Continue

5 pm: the loch's waves are doing a steeplechase
and I'm outside the toilet staring at the door,
deciding if it's best left on the latch or open.

5.10: sunlight turns the grass to diamonds clasped
in silver - and I'm hovering over a notebook:
Should I write these thoughts down now, or later?

5.20: the black clouds gathering like angry vampires
over the mountains and the rain stabbing the windows
find me scratching the back of my head,
which itches, wondering what's for dinner.

I'll never be
a Poet poet,
never mount a claim
on the Oxford Book of Modern Verse.

But it's this simple:
the loch's waves are in a horse race
and the trees are their cheering crowd

- and I had to say I'd seen it,
I had to say I'd been there.

A housemartin
divebombs the cat
three times

So much ambition
in that dram of life