Water draws me to it. I am sitting in a house that was only last year, slap-bang inside the Loing river. Had I been here, I would have needed a boat to get to the bottom of the garden. But … Continue reading
Rhyw dro yn 1976, enillodd Nain Ty Tan eliffant.
Because Rufus asked for my little ritual drink, because she and many girlfriends are off the bubbles and growing babies, here’s a little cosy afternoon (or anytime) drink. Boys are allowed some too.
“Surround yourself with people of talent,” I remember the poet, Gwyneth Lewis saying once in interview, answering a question something to do with “how on earth do you do all that you do?” This is what I have in mind … Continue reading
From the title, I should be writing about meditation. That’s maybe another post. Maybe about my next article about yoga for the Hindi. But before that, I wanted to share this trailer by the award winning French film maker, Pierre Gaffié. … Continue reading
Little reminders of India are finding their ways back to me daily. This time, White Crow Arts Daily has published my article, ‘Diversions’, musings on creative process and why we do what we do here. Who remembers Diversions Dance doing … Continue reading
‘Über seinen eigenen Schatten springen’: German expression meaning to surpass oneself, go beyond the point one has always been in, to break the mold. ‘Über seinen eigenen Schatten springen’: is the only German I know. Useful everyday greetings and niceties … Continue reading
‘Small Onions’ is the name of the first poem I wrote when I went to work with Anitha Thampi on Christmas Day 2014. What I didn’t know is that it would be the little seed that is now growing into … Continue reading
Happy surprise e-mails are abundant these days. This was one of them – thanks Aravindan for the invite. I was asked by my wonderful Tamil translator, D. I. Aravindan, to write an article about my journey to become a yoga … Continue reading
My post-card arrived home before I did, look: http://waleslitexchange.org/en/media/view-postcard/sian-melangell-dafydd-yn-ffair-lyfrau-brwsel Why do I keep on travelling so much? It hurts. Leaving a place and leaving people especially, is wounding. My soul doesn’t quite catch up with me either. Travelling by train … Continue reading