I spent last weekend immersed in conversations about mortality, palliative care, psychedelics, grief, meaning and what it means to accompany human beings through some of the most vulnerable moments of…
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A few days ago, it was 13th April. Thirty years since I married Mike (13th April 1996), and nine years since we held his funeral (13th April 2017). Both momentous…
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I had a big mushroom journey at the weekend. Big for me anyway — 4 grams to start, with a small booster later — and what has stayed with me,…
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Trigger warnings – suicide, death, grief After my elder brother James's recent death — sudden, brutal, yet also layered and nuanced — I found myself gripped by a red-hot anger…
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For the past fifteen months, Joan Scarrott and I have been hosting taster sessions for our Mortal Leader programme. It’s a slow build, and even though the topic is not…
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Exactly two hundred years before my husband Mike died in 2017, John Keats was writing about a capacity I would start to need in buckets. He called it negative capability.…
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It’s been a week of unexpected love stories — and it’s still only Wednesday. Three days ago, I joined a Q&A with three monastics from Plum Village — Brother Spirit,…
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Photo by Myles the Petsitter, taken on Black's 14th Birthday - 15 July 2025 I learned from my fellow coach-friend Conny that today is International Dog Day. Seriously. I never…
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We did it!We did what?We committed.Committed to what?To love. To life. To myself, to him, to us, to all of it. To everyone, to everything. Two weeks ago, over the…
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I am about midway between two big “Yes” days, and it feels delicious. The first Yes day, formally known as the Jour du Oui, was last week – 11th June…
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