The Power of Choice

Someone once told me that the most powerful phrase in the English language is ‘This I choose to do’.  I freely admit that, at the time and in the privacy of my own head, I questioned their sanity.  How on earth could saying you have made a choice make any difference?  Life is all about … Continue reading The Power of Choice

In which I think about Arthur …

... who I've always been a little bit in love with. I mean, what’s not to like?  His birth was foretold by the most accomplished prophet of all time and brought about by magic.  He spent the first fourteen years of his life believing he was an orphan, owing everything to the Knight and his wife who took … Continue reading In which I think about Arthur …

In which I embrace the darkness …

… because it isn’t scary at all, right?As a child I slept with the bedside light on, frightened not of the dark itself but of what it concealed.  At six years old I was convinced that my whole family were actually wolves who had, somehow, completely disguised themselves as humans and if the light went … Continue reading In which I embrace the darkness …