Street Steal
"We look for money in the street, steal flowers"
18 Jun 2026
LOCKDOWN – A DISTANT MEMORY
30 Oct 2023
THE EXPANSE OF GOD
To me lately, God, and the feeling of who he is, has expanded. I'm not sure that it fits into this rectangular setting of church anymore. It's quite a unnerving feeling to step outside of what you've grown up with; to dip your toes into the unknown. Gone are the four safe walls of the church and instead I've just been faced with questions.
What does my faith mean to me now? Where do I go from here? How do I answer all these questions in my head?
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13 Jan 2022
OUR BUDDY BOO
6 Jan 2021
A NEW YEAR MUCH LIKE THE OLD?
I’m sitting at a favourite coffee shop – well, a former favourite that I’ve rediscovered – staring at the little row of shops and people walking past.
The beginning of a year always makes me feel reflective. What are my plans for 2021? What am I aiming for personally? Spiritually? In my work life? Where do I want to travel to (if Covid-19 allows this)?
But this year is different. This year I was full of hope and moments of excitement and expectations – but so far 2021 has just felt like 2020 Part Two.
I think that the pain of stillness is one that I’m wrestling
with the most. Stillness and waiting. Of pausing. I’m learning to live in this
liminal space. To see the treetops swaying in the wind. To take in the bold
blue sky. To go on mountain walks and breathe in the smell of earthy fynbos. To
learn that this life is wonderfully up and down; and that beautiful moments
occur even in the in-between.
25 Jul 2020
20 Aug 2019
GREAT SONG BY NICK MULVEY
It keeps you clean but unclear
Clean but unclear
Is the dirt that you're made, you're made of
And that's nothing to fear
No, it's nothing my dear
13 May 2019
2 Jan 2019
HAPPY 2019!
The rising hills, the slopes,
of statistics
lie before us,
the steep climb
of everything, going up,
up, as we all
go down.
In the next century
or the one beyond that,
they say,
are valleys, pastures,
we can meet there in peace
if we make it.
To climb these coming crests
one word to you, to
you and your children:
stay together
learn the flowers
go light
~ Gary Snyder
