I am a writer and play therapist, mothering and making music under the buzzards of the Cotswold hills, crafting poems inspired by seasons of life and land, running retreats helping others to write what is inside them. I love the sea, high hills, sunsets; stories, trees and fires.
I live on the edge – amongst buzzards and skylarks, with long views over steep valleys to the big river, and land of my ancestors beyond. I am fascinated by the interplay of my Welsh and German heritage, by questions of identity and belonging.
I have danced a long dance with pain and illness, which is leading me along a path of radical self-acceptance, dismantling lifelong assumptions and structures.
This blog is a place for thoughts on living with challenges, musings on creativity, explorations of identity and spirituality, and occasional drafts of new poems. Welcome, come on in…
See my work at narrativejourneys.co.uk