Not my first visit but my first when not open to the general public. Only 14 people in the entire landscape. I take nothing with me but always leave with a little of this place tucked in the folds of my skin. It rubs. Abrasive beauty, wearing a hole where there wasn't one before.
My son took this photo just over a year ago when he was eight years old. It was a home ed project to take some professional looking portrait photographs. I offered to be the subject. He told me how to sit, how to hold the mallet, gong, even to close my eyes.
Questioning everything this week. Except moments like these.
Small group evening gong bath dates live on the website.
As always these can sell out early so do book if you'd like to join me. I'd be so grateful to have you.
July will likely be last one in daylight. September should be wrapping us again in it's cloak of darkness.
Warmest summer blessings
Visit to Charleston House last week and wondering what it would have been like to be part of the Bloomsbury set. It had a wonderous, imaginative and deeply creative resonance about the place and left me longing for a group of creatives to wander, plant, play and generally dilly dally around with.
I stared a long time at this picture in the national portrait gallery. So long in fact, that people began to stop to try to see what I was seeing.
It feels so often that poetry is a lesser art, the poets somehow less important, less significant than the multitude of monarchs, politicians, actors, pioneers, explorers, painters...those with their worthwhile pursuits and careers but there really was at least one poet in The National Portrait gallery. It felt like an acknowledgment...of all the poets, of all the poems, of everyone who has ever been moved by a few small words strung together at a wedding or funeral or time of crisis or time of joy. It felt like an acknowledgement of the power of poetry to change lives, change politics, highlight the injustices of the world, bring comfort, share joy, help us through the dark hours of grief. This painting said 'the poets belong here', their creative wonderous art is as important as Maggie Smith's contribution to film, Charles Darwin's to science.
Yes I know he was also a playwright and yes I know he had to win the Nobel prize to be there but it did make me feel that maybe just maybe there's hope for the rest of us. #seamusheaney #nationalportraitgallery
Writer's group also running as usual this Sunday 2-4pm at The Greenhouse, Suffolk.
Contact me or @thegreenhousesuffolk to book. If you've been thinking of coming for a while, we really are a warm, kind bunch and you'd be so welcome.
As always noone will correct your spelling or grammar and there is never any obligation to share. Just bring something to write with and something to write on.
#writersgroupsuffolk #writesuffolk #writingsuffolk #poetsofsuffolk
One space is unexpectedly available on my May gong bath. They are usually booked way in advance so it's wonderful to be able to offer it last minute.
First June gong date is now on the website.
As always private group or individual gong baths by appointment. Just DM me or email via website or [email protected]
Private solo gong baths currently discounted to those who've had a group gong bath with me before.
Thank you as always for your support. It means the world to share space with you.
