The apple tree at the bottom of the garden

Two nights ago I had a dream I’d like to share with you.

I was a child again playing outside and exploring nature with two of my friends from primary school. As we were playing we found a children’s book and so we sat down together to read it. In it was written a single poem…

She looked upon the garden one last time.

The clock on the mantle said it was time.

With moistened eyes she drew the curtain,

and closed her eyes to life, uncertain.


Oh apple with your rosy, golden hue,

what sweet delight I’ve found in you.

I hold you in my hands so dear,

and as I remember, alas I tear.

At the memory of my mother’s voice, as she relayed your passing.

And the freshly plucked apple I held so dear,

but I knew that too was dying.

I held an apple the next year too,

in memory of you.

And marvelled at the apple tree,

that grew, and grew and grew.

For not only did it give apples again,

the next year,

and each thereafter,

but it grew taller too.

As if it knew that the woman who had planted the seed,

had not gone from us,

but had returned to the earth,

to begin her life anew.

I really have no idea why I dreamt about this poem, or why I felt compelled to write it down in the middle of the night. In my dream the book had beautiful illustrations that suited the story perfectly but I don’t have the skills to bring those to life. I can only write the poem. I hope you enjoy it.

Wishing you much love as always,

Happy Easter,


In this time of solitude

I hope this blog post finds you well as we deal with the current challenges of our time.

I wanted to share with you an extract from one of my favourite authors, Paulo Coelho, as written in his book, Manual of the warrior of light.

The warrior of light has learned that God uses solitude to teach us how to live with other people.

He uses rage to show us the infinite value of peace. He uses boredom to underline the importance of adventure and spontaneity.

God uses silence to teach us to use words responsibly. He uses tiredness so that we can understand the value in waking up. He uses illness to underline the blessing of good health.

God uses fire to teach us about water. He uses earth so we can understand the value of air. He uses death to show us the importance of life.

I’d like to use this time of solitude to reconnect with my soul and truly listen to my heart’s desires.

Life, like us, is precious and fragile, and each new day presents us with an opportunity to embrace all that is good.

I’ve much to be grateful for and moving forward I would like to channel my energies into all those things that give my life value.

When the lockdown ends I pray that we are all able to connect with those dear to us and embrace new friends. If you think about it, we are all friends of friends, it’s just that we haven’t all met.

I pray we are all able to find peace and have the freedom to live our lives according to our own values and beliefs.

And I pray that we all realise that misfortune is not necessarily a malevolent force that works against us, but one that has the power to steer us in a different direction towards greater things. Greater peace, greater understanding and unconditional love.

Wishing you much love, peace and good health during this time and always.