I recently read the parable of the empty boat. A monk decides to meditate alone, away from his monastery. He takes his boat out to the middle of the lake, moors it there, closes his eyes and begins his meditation. After a few hours of undisturbed silence, he suddenly feels the bump of another boat colliding with his … More The empty boats

Earlier this year, I met a tarot reader who also doubles up as a Bach-flower therapist. It was all very mystic the way we met, and I don’t even remember her name now. Though I don’t usually go for astrology and other ‘forecasts’ (I enjoy making up my future as I go along), in this … More I affirm