Advent is, for me, a time of inward looking, not just shopping and decorating, but checking on my inward state of being. Am I in touch with my deepest thoughts and feelings? Do I have any idea of where I’m going, what I’m looking for? I need time to ponder during this busy season …
ADVENT JOURNEY 
one step
at a time
through four weeks
we go into winter
blindly waiting
for the day
when light
will break
into birth
A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
