Tree trunks that seem to be me and my friend Fiona

Beginning Again

Beginning Again It’s that time of year, The new beginning. It comes every year full of expectation, New leaf turning over with distant chorusing of poor old Michael Finnegan from There was an old man called … fame. And on the first day of the beginning of the third year of mum’s passing… I am reminded of the remembering compilation …

Navigating Sentient Performativities Symposium Part Four: A Poem

Navigating Sentient Performativities Part Four: A Poem Anticipating Connection and Negotiating Community I arrived at the spot after my earlier recce at 9.40. I arrived after ‘crawling’ and ‘slow walking’ on the TV in studios six and one respectively. I arrived at 11.20 Or thereabouts.   I sat on the steps. I waited.   Kristina gave me a ‘past its …

Navigating Sentient Performativities Symposium Part Three

Navigating Sentient Performativities Symposium Dartington Hall June 2022 (Part Three). We got drenched with Sarah Hyde leading a Participatory Movement Ritual in another meadow. We were drenched in dreaming and the silence of grasses. It reminded me of times as a child when I just gave in to the rain and got wet through. The session was a deep work …

Beech Tree branches in undergrowth

Navigating Sentient Performativities Symposium Part One

Navigating Sentient Performativities Symposium Dartington Hall June 2022 (Part One).[1] I didn’t expect to be accepted to participate in this. I was pleasantly surprised by the ‘Yes’ to my presentation Disrupted Meadow and additionally thrilled to be asked to be on the Nature Speaking Nature Writing Panel[2] led by Triarchy Press. Will I get it together for the symposium? Back …