Angels, community, creative writing, Friendship, Gratitude, Poetry, Spiritual work, Spirituality

Winged

What if we are angels in training? Each a step closer to our wings Although these wings are not feathery and light They are made of the strongest substance in the Universe, forged by experience and powerful learning They are every colour of our emotions They are soft to touch after lifetimes of abrasion Yet… Continue reading Winged

Spiritual work

Sight unseen

As i walked up the streets of Islington towards Angel today,  a street i've walked up a fair few times since living in London, it really felt I was looking at things with new eyes. Obviously observing the various elements of London in the sun does make a difference but still, it deeply felt so… Continue reading Sight unseen

Help, Spiritual work

I’m no Angel

Very busy work work today. During the busyness and varied tasks a recurring theme: Angels. (In a HR job, I know, what are the chances) Now I know angels bring up religious connotations but again this is a term I use as a working title. When I think of angels I don't think of golden… Continue reading I’m no Angel