All of everything is a great wheel turning, vast, of all galaxies, all universes, of which ours is most certainly small. Human time is the flick of a finch feather and our inhabitance will keep as long as we care for it, no longer. There is only one requirement, that is, to roll inside the […]
Field Notes on Faith and the First World
Exploring depths previously unsounded in oneself, as best one may.
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
Supporting ways of being that are life-giving and sustainable for people, communities and the planet.
Believes everyone has a story to tell.
James Scott Smith 