Soulmates and Sparklers

Soulmates and Sparklers

IT HAS JUST HAPPENED AGAIN. I was taking a stroll along the river this afternoon lost in no-mans-land, grateful for an early Spring breeze after the biting snows of last week when a young woman appeared from nowhere and asked me if she could ask me a question. I...
The Breath is Life

The Breath is Life

I AM IN INDIA. That moment when you step off the plane from the freezing fog of a rational west, bleary, boss-eyed and bedecked in overcoat, crumpled blanket and super-sized socks grabbed at the airport, and slip into the penetrating saffron haze of an early Indian...