“From simply Being into human being we are by nature born into a world that believes in brokenness”

Conscious that the creative flame is alight within me the colours of the city seem to jostle for attention. The so called “news” paper tells me nothing new but, for some reason, reaches deep into my heart to try to break me with stories of brokenness. My emotions are heightened and tears are close; both of joy and pain; I meet a friend who tells me a tale of her journey through the illusions of incompleteness and damage; perfectly reflecting to me our oneness. At the supreme level all is and is not; nothing can be destroyed nor broken. In our coming from simply Being into human being we are by nature born into a world that believes that we can be broken and thus we are; our fragile frames (of body and mind) are destined to weather the trials of life; pain and death an inevitability. These trials are but rites of passage if conscious but deep suffering if not. A belief in time and the promise of future happiness at the root of our pain; the secret release in the present moment; closer to us than our very skin. At that crossroads of doing and being is the conception of Creation. The timeless time is now and the placeless place is here.

I came across the signposts in my day’s pilgrimage. How fortunate are we indeed to be able to frolic in the mysteries of birth and death for there it is we become aware of life.

“How fortunate are you

and I, whose home

is timelessness: we who

have wandered down

from fragrant mountains

of eternal now

to frolic in such mysteries

as birth

and death a day

(or maybe even less)”

EE Cummings (photo taken 14^th October 2015 at Neal’s Yard, Covent Garden)

“Dorothy Richardson (1873 – 1957)

Dorothy Richardson was the author of Pilgrimage, a sequence of 13 novels which emphasized the nature of the female experiences.

Her style of writing was called “stream of consciousness” because she wrote without regard to punctuation, sentence length and language convention to create a feminine prose as she felt this was more of an expression of female experience.

She became associated with the Bloomsbury Group and in particular was a friend of HG Wells.

She was also a journalist and wrote on a wide range of subjects as well as translating books from French and German into English”

(Photo taken on 14^th October 2015 at Woburn Walk, Euston)