
Remember
Remember a walk in development In the Autumn stillness a blackbird’s whistle echoes childhood voices and the crunch of broken glass while the steam from
Breath rises frozen
a morning mist floats above the pond
and drifts across the frosted grass
In the wood there’s a brand new scene
so much has changed
feel the world turning
and time slip away beneath us
grateful for the pine tree’s support
and the comfort of a bluebell blanket
that caresses the contours of the land
birdsong ebbs, flows and flutters
squirrels scamper
and a curious jackdaw creeps closer
the sun climbs swiftly
soon the light floods through,
opening the fresh green leaves and warming the soil
it’s a world made new again
we are filled with a feeling that we don’t deserve this,
but then reminded that it is absurd to think that we can earn moments like these.
a gift freely given has no strings attached
it asks nothing in return
development has no entry requirements
Every space has its own feel
this wood is its own world
it sits on the cusp of a small hill
where the ground falls sharply away
drawing our eyes to the distant hills
the land between shimmers in the early morning light
an impenetrable veil that protects us
from the grumbling engine-world we hear but cannot see
the jackdaw edges closer,
they’ve been a welcome companion,
we’ll look for them again should we return
to begin again
Why do we come?
we come to connect
to make another start
every day is a new beginning,
it’s own starting point.
So it turns out that we can be 60 years old,
have left hardly a ripple,
yet still experience moments suffused with meaning
we can sit under falling cherry blossom with the warm sun on our back and write
It is not what we write that matters,
but that we write
It is not where we walk that matters,
but that we walk
not how far we walk,
but how we walk
and all this walking and writing is simply in service of quality
What helps us find quality in our lives?

Remember a walk in development In the Autumn stillness a blackbird’s whistle echoes childhood voices and the crunch of broken glass while the steam from

When we walk in development the moments we experience inform our long-term development

How can we foster interaction?
All life has its own pace
Let’s take our time

A moment at Looe Harbour provides an invitation to map our network

A walk on once familiar lands
Pentland Hills, Lothian,
11 August 2011

Network – A walk in development
Melrose, February, 2024