ByDebs Atkinson
The first year here we put in a veg patch, all pleased with ourselves that we had managed to get it done in time and our seedlings had taken off on the window sill. We proudly planted out all our broccoli and courgettes and waited to watch them grow. They didn’t. Gradually they all got…
ByDebs Atkinson
We had finished pointing most of the outside of the building so next on the list was beginning to sort out “the room next door”. This was part of the cottage but had not had anything done to it. There was a gap between the habitable part of the cottage and “the room next door”…
ByDebs Atkinson
Moving in day was a bit stressful. Our car broke down just as we were about to sign for the house so we had to borrow Roger and Julia’s van. By the time we had finally got to the Notaire’s office to sign, picked up the keys and then dropped a van load of stuff…
ByDebs Atkinson
Whilst travelling back from Brittany on the ferry Tom had several times bumped into the same man and they had got chatting, Roger, a white haired twinkly eyed man had a home in Brittany with lots of land and was back and forth himself to the UK as his wife was staying there at the…
ByDebs Atkinson
I am a healer, a therapist, a writer, a teacher and am mostly at the beck and call of my naughty rescue dogs. Because of my own healing journey, I have a deep belief that the changes we want to see in this world must start from within us, no exceptions. I am…
ByDebs Atkinson
In the early part of 2010 I went to Sri Lanka and began working at an animal rescue centre there. Tom and I first met when he arrived as a volunteer towards the end of that year. We got on brilliantly and realised how much we had in common right from the start. One of…
ByDebs Atkinson
I came across this tree today. At some point in time it would have been upright and growing in a “normal” fashion. It’s roots however were based in a crumbling bank and perhaps were not as strong or deep as they could be. It looks as though the tree fell over, quite a few years…
ByJulia Chi
I finished my run today by racing up the steps to the Penon del Santo, the largest and tallest of three rocks that divide the two main beaches here in Almuñécar… The stone that has been there for years and years and years… The rock remains and stands here now, whatever wars and fights the…
ByJocelyn Chaplin
How come the right often do so much better at ‘spiritual’ inspiration’? In France they have Joan of Arc, in Greece ‘The Golden Dawn.’ Isn’t it time that the left developed a spirituality of its own. Many progressives are often passionately atheist or on the liberal wings of essentially patriarchal religions. The distinction between organised…