It’s pretty warm outside right now (the hottest day of the year ‘so far’ I believe), I’m guessing the temperature in the room I’m in is somewhere upwards of 31% and would possibly be reduced by a degree or two if I was turn on the fan. The air is still, sun is beating down and it’s silent asides from the clacking of my keyboard as I type out these words, I’ve never really thought about this but might it be too hot for even the birds to sing? My first thought as I clocked the

I’ve been reflecting on a question that’s been raised a number of times and has come up again this week. ‘How do I grieve something that is still alive’? It sounds a bit strange doesn’t it, as generally we will mourn the loss of something that has died, been taken or gone, such as a death, break up of a relationship, loss of a job etc. Where there is a definite ending, as difficult as it can be, the grieving is seemingly more straightforward than when something remains and ye