Blog, Outdoors

Above

Humans are a rum old species. In the last few hundred years we seem to have entirely removed ourselves from the natural world in the name of progress – this progress, being, of course, entirely defined in human terms. Anything seen only through our eyes is debatable at best. How can we know true nature… Read More Above

Blog, Words

Ideas

The seat presses hard against my back, legs jammed up against the hard plastic of the chair in front of me. Wheels skim over rails beneath, a warm sound a comfort in my inadvertent cocoon of seating. I make myself small, away from commuters, retreating to a world of headphones and motion. I lean my… Read More Ideas

Blog, Simplicity

Arrows

Time moves forwards, as do we, sometimes looking back, but forever eternally moving on and on.  It is a healer, a cliché, an enemy, a friend. Time is a tool, an usurper, a disguise. In the moment, time can be hated and loved, derided or respected. The passage of time can break and heal and… Read More Arrows

Blog, Words

Wrestling with words

You may or may not have noticed the reduced frequency of posts recently here on OES. And truly, I honestly don’t know why. It’s not that I’ve no time, or too much on… I’ve just been wandering in a fug for the last couple of months, not quite sure where I’m heading, and have been… Read More Wrestling with words

Blog, Words

Begin

It’s hard to begin afresh when you’ve been still for so long. Still physically, still mentally, still spiritually. A pond with no movement leads to brackish, brown water. Overgrown with weeds, surface reflecting a sad, tired, sheen. Awakening from a sleep, coming around from inactivity, closing the book on that chapter of silence. It’s hard… Read More Begin