I’ve just returned from a wonderful trip to Italy with my family. We’re lucky enough to have some great friends out there, and recent events being as they are it had been far too long since we’d met. I love everything about Italy, the people, the delicious food, the stunning architecture, but most of all … Continue reading Parli Italiano? It’s all good in theory, but where’s the practice?
Full to the brim
A short story about the enduring and all encompassing nature of love published on Gobblers/Masticadores this week (thanks Manuela). Click the link to read the full story.
Queen Hornet
Lazy and languid she emerges Startling colours of bold and bright Gold and red hues of awe and alarming A magnificent and terrifying sight She starts her bold quest preparing the nest for her offspring and all of their kin The work is hard and the labour consuming as she chews wood to a papery … Continue reading Queen Hornet
Spirituality without the spirit
I was chatting to a young person in their twenties recently who had been bereaved unexpectedly, and more than once, in a short space of time. On top of this sadness, they had experienced some difficult relationships which had meant the end of a close friendship. In chatting to this person it was clear they … Continue reading Spirituality without the spirit
Write it out loud: dictation for writing
I've always found it easier to put words into writing than to say them out loud, there's something about the connection between my brain and my fingers that helps me find what I want to say, yet I struggle to access this level of coherence when I'm speaking. My friend rocked my world recently by … Continue reading Write it out loud: dictation for writing
The Mouse and the Puppy
The mouse sat out in the open Shivering without a care Numb to the world around her Lost in a well of despair Indifferent to the dangers Oblivious to the delights Spark tamped down To a muted brown Darkness infusing the light For days and nights she stayed there Waiting only for the end to … Continue reading The Mouse and the Puppy
Penis doodles: what’s that all about?
My ten year old son came home from school yesterday talking animatedly and knowledgably about penises and vagina's. I don't think I've seen him this excited about learning in school since the day they had a visit from an African drumming crew, he was enthralled! It was charming and hilarious at the same time (yes, … Continue reading Penis doodles: what’s that all about?
The Art of Compassionate Arguing
The Art of Compassionate Arguing I recently returned from a week’s holiday with eighteen relatives and friends to celebrate a family birthday. The trip was filled with love and laughter, but there were also some lively discussions (arguments, if you want to get technical) between me and another family member who we’ll call ‘Stevie.’ I … Continue reading The Art of Compassionate Arguing
The Grasshopper
The grasshopper clung to the curtainGripping tight to the gossamer threadOne thing she knew for certain If she went back out there she was deadThe wide world posed a problemFor a creature of gentle ilkThe Birds, bees and bats, The shrews and the rats Hungered for her as moths drawn to silk She was stalked … Continue reading The Grasshopper
Silence
My latest short story published by Gobblers/Masticadores is inspired by my recent experience of ten days noble silence at the Dhamma Dipa Meditation Centre, though I should add the events are entirely fictional!
by Rae Cod
Millie followed the path around the trees as she had done every morning for the last six days. Six days surrounded by people but totally alone. She’d expected the silence to be heaven, but her own mind seemed determined to create torment. Six days down, four to go.
First, she convinced herself she’d left the iron on at home. By the time she got to day five she was pretty certain the whole of the outside world had been annihilated by a zombie apocalypse, but she couldn’t know for certain because she didn’t have her phone, though her hand kept going to her pocket anyway, she could almost feel it, like a phantom limb.
Why had she signed up for this course? The flyer said it would connect you with your true self.
If that’s what I’m experiencing, then my true self is more neurotic than a…
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