Jail Tales 4 – Experiencing, observing, analysing people

I used to go to church in the Spanish girls' cells. One of the women in our pod was a pastor. She held prayer meetings. A lot of crying and wailing went on and they had these songs they'd sing, like I'd never heard before, with a particular harmony and rhythm that felt alien at... Continue Reading →

No one is perfect

NO-ONE IS PERFECT yet how come so many of us work so hard at presenting a 'perfect' image to the world and how come so many of us make up that others are 'perfect I love permaculture and the solutions for living more gently on the earth. I am not a perfect permaculturist and never... Continue Reading →

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