Waiting in Darkness
Autumn  The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up, as if orchards were dying high in space. Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no." And tonight the heavy earth is falling away from all other stars in the loneliness. We're all falling. This hand here is falling. And look at the other one. It's in them all. And yet there is Someone, whose hands infinitely calm, holding up all this falling.  Rainer Maria Rilke November 15 th  is the beginning of the 40 days of th
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The Redemption of Eve
Autumn is a lovely time at the Bield, we have some beautiful trees which look magnificent in the soft sunlight as their leaves turn golden. Our chapel too is decorated with autumn hues of our home-grown pumpkins and gourds. A celebration of harvest, of all that God provides and of the season of creation, of all that god has bought into being. Part of that display is something I have created – a sculpture of an apple made of wire mesh, with a golden core. It is called ‘Gold
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