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This coming Tuesday marks my first year here on
—a year that has transformed my relationship with my work, my practice and the community in which I write.
The most important and beautiful part has been meeting readers and writers who have carried me through the storm this year has been and continues to be for ourworld.
I am so grateful to everyone who has subscribed as a paid reader so far, really it means the world to me to be able to show up in a space where I am welcome in the wholeness of my being. If you would like to subscribe now, meaning you can read back over a year of content you can click below (which is beautiful, thank you!) but if you want to be in with a chance of winning a year’s subscription read on..,
To celebrate this first year, and to mark its new name
~ g l i m m e r s ~
I’m giving away 12 annual subscriptions—one for each month.
I’ve been leading a session called
g l i m m e r s
this winter and it’s been the best thing I’ve ever done. Truly it has been beautiful and so joyful and I would lead it every day if I could.
If you’d like to join me, from 10-12 am GMT this Tuesday 28th November, on the one year anniversary of this wee substack, just let me know
If you already are a paid subscriber, this is a gorgeous gift for someone you love 🤍
To enter: please heart this post, share on your substack (remember to tag me so I see it ) and tag as many pals as you like here in comments, especially those who might find some solace in my words at this time. In your comment please share a recollection of a wee bright moment that filled your heart with joy; your own wee glimmer.
Thankyou for being here . Always. 🦢💞
#glimmers #substack #light #tenderness #writers
Two years ago on the Winter Solstice, I was feeling very alone. It was getting dark and the snow was starting to fall. I had just a little bit of money and I decided to use it to by some apples to leave for the herd of deer that often congregated around the statue of the Lady across from a small church at the edge of the woods -- a place I often went for contemplation. Often, when I left apples there, I would see a few does begin to arrive just as I left to eat the apples. That day, they came right away, coming close enough for me to see their breath in the cold, and they brought their fawns. Then, a magnificent stag emerged from the wood. He stood across from me. I bowed to him and he bowed in return. Three times we repeated it. We stood and watched each other for nearly half an hour. I bowed again and went home, hope and gratitude renewed in my heart.
My glimmer happened yesterday. A fox. A dog fox, with a coat the colour of autumn. He crossed in front of me, then lolloped across the field before sitting to watch me, his brush laid out in front like an over-plump feather duster. Perfect.