Across the green pastures feel the long grass brush against your knees, Through flowing streams and sense cold water at your feet,

Your city is not that far But already seems Too great a stretch to. A homeless friend Often says ‘Until we..

Trauma is a wound.. An injury to the mind, soul, body and heart, Distributed memories scattered apart.

This is why I wrote The Creative Toolkit for Working with Grief and Bereavement: A Practitioner’s Guide. Directed at practitioners of

Do regrets stop you from moving forward? In this darker time of the year, as the earth energy is drawing in and my own bodily energy is draw