by Stephanie Dale | Sep 8, 2024 | Longing, Pilgrimage, Un/silencing, Walk & Write, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
We live in vicious times. With all the resources and riches, material and otherwise, available to us, we have turned on ourselves. A couple of weeks ago I wrote a post titled ‘Help, my book is eating me’. It was code. Message in a cyber bottle. For it is...
by Stephanie Dale | Sep 8, 2024 | Longing, Pilgrimage, Un/silencing, Walk & Write, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
It can be lonely writing a book. The writer and her story, bound in time, imagination and memory. It’s not uncommon to feel as if the book is devouring you, as if in all the world there is only the writer and the page, no witness, no ally, no point – just...
by Stephanie Dale | Aug 4, 2024 | Ageing, Longing, Pilgrimage, Walk & Write, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
In the twenty years I’ve been writing I’ve only ever written two sentences I can recall at will: The first is kind of clunky, yet I love it for its sentiment: “Like a good country song that goes round and back again, mountains everywhere sing the...
by Stephanie Dale | Jul 26, 2024 | Longing, Pilgrimage, Un/silencing, Walk & Write, Wellbeing-through-writing
Aren’t you exhausted by the promises of our times? I know I am! Big words: transformation, authenticity, potential, empowerment … and at the end of the day … you’re still you. Not all human beings are born to have the whole world sing our name....
by Stephanie Dale | Jul 25, 2024 | Longing, Pilgrimage, Un/silencing, Walk & Write, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
On my last Camino I met a German woman called Annetta. At the beginning of the journey she was all archetypal German precision in her personal presentation, neat tidy clipped self-contained. Half way through the pilgrimage I glanced across a village square and there...
