Thursday, 12 April 2012

The human soul

The human soul, far from fixed, linear and predisposed to suspicion and doubt, is instead a fluxive, malleable, infinitely evolving thing, matching the insane, kaleidoscopic sweep of life itself. To lock the human heart into a cage of timid ideology or rigid sexual conduct, to forcibly limit its capacity for love is one of the most oppressive things you can ever do.
Mark Morford

Thursday, 5 April 2012


Edward Lear, The Garden of Gethsemane

We explore these mysteries in twilight,
Descent into death, the dimming of light,
The agony in the garden, praying
not to drain the cup of death to its dregs.
The loss of hope, the dreadful burden shouldered,
the lonely candles snuffed out one by one.
The earth shuddered at human cruelty;
A crack of lightning rent the heavens.
The temple curtain tore from head to foot
Revealing the divine presence within.
Each of us must descend into the depths
To be reborn as something greater.
We must pour out our love upon the earth
To receive the love that passes understanding.

(for Malcolm Guite)

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Monday, 2 April 2012


Here's me reading some of my prayers and meditations. These were recorded by James Barry and John Wilkinson at Great Hucklow in February 2012.