In 2020 I unearthed the poem and on re-reading it realised I was at a higher (hopefully more aware!) turn of the same spiral that I experienced in 1971 when I first waded into the Findhorn pool … half a century earlier :-)
Be still and know all is very, very well unfolds into Inner listening Co-creation with nature Work is love in action unfolds into Sanctuary Original garden and caravan The Park unfolds into Group meditations Living
A poem about finding Findhorn ...
I wrote this poem for the Taize service in the Universal Hall on Easter Sunday 2025.
Fancy a tour of a different world view from the electrical man who started in this community going about on his bicycle with a small cardboard box in the guise of a tool box..?
A photographic exhibition of my wood work over the decades.
Deeper Mystery Drop away Let go Let the fingers of your mind and expectations relax and release their hold. Just turn away. There is a deeper mystery at the heart of things that is calling
I was at the end of a rope At the bottom of some cliffs At Primrose Bay. “It’s an easy climb,” they said, And I said, “Fine. I can do it. I’ve climbed before.” The
Earthworm by Julian Zwengel on Unsplash Earthworms Today let us give thanks for earthworms For their tireless tunneling through the soil of the world Loosening, lightening, aerating the earth Creating passages for air
To Andrew Murray I don’t remember your arriving in the community, or what departments you worked in during your first years here. I do remember beer and song on Wednesday afternoons in the kitchen, with
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Came to join the Findhorn Foundation in 1973. Born in Scotland, grew up in Lesotho, educated in South Africa. Still lives in the Findhorn Community.
