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Here be dragons…

Here be dragons. There are edges and centres, known and unknown spaces to this map. There are braided desire paths, and wild, deep forests, and high walls and highways. There are clustered homes and circled wagons and there are gateways and gatekeepers. There are feuding tribes and border disputes and common land. There are strange […]

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Butterflies

Big themes collide like icebergs in my thinking this week: ideological clashes; inspirational conversations; memories recalled; histories remade. I give thanks for a new space of solidarity; and to Matthew Remski for supplying the defining thematic for my week – neoliberalism as religion. I’m realising how deep run the threads of hyper-individualism, consumerism, flattened difference

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Driving home

And I’m driving home from class with frost on the windows, into the depths of the night. I’m winding down the lanes, skipping pot holes, a little wired on unaccustomed caffeine, on the night and the cold, and the release of it all, and above all, on the music pouring into my ears from this

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Community Enterprise

I blog a lot about inequality and fairness. On a related note, today I want to talk about money. Personally, I live comfortably, modestly but with a certain amount of insecurity. I have education, health, and a husband who earns a fair, if uncertain amount of money. We have no children to support, and honestly,

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Summer’s End

They say that those who do not know their history are bound to repeat it. I say bring it on. Time is not an arrow or an unfolding road, ever relentless, ever marching onwards. Time soars in loops and spirals and endless waves, like the true, delighted flight of crows on the wind. Time, like

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Life Lived Wide

We are all so many people. So many hidden stories. Such large lives lived behind the quiet of the everyday. Daily we ask each other: ‘how are you?’ and everyone just accepts that there is never time for a true answer. How am I today? …today I was up a little late, and ran fierce

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Sanctuaries

To commit to a modern pagan practice in Britain is to plant one’s feet firmly in this world. By this, I don’t just mean the natural, idyllic, unspoilt world of our hopes and legends, but in the human, social world as well. This will sound strange if you are aware how many social misfits, outcasts

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