Mothers and adult Daughters - what are the stories we would like to tell to this significant woman in our lives?

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This time of year always feels as if I want to make like a bear: crawl into a cave and be very still. This year I realised that...

At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity, Where...

Poetry inspires me to think further, deeper; to find words for the feelings that arise. The poem below posed a challenge to myself at...