Last week Cerri and I took our first holiday of the year. We went to one of my favourite places, Dartmoor, with the intention of doing nothing other than spending time in beautiful places, visiting sacred sites, and taking the time to look at our lives and re-group.
I find the moors of the West Country deeply inspiring. If ever I'm feeling any kind of disconnection from the Source of my inspiration, a visit to the moors will often reopen the floodgates for the Awen to flow once more. I was feeling that disconnection just before I wrote this