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The sustaining sea and the need to take even strokes in these very uneven times

“Let it flow”—A brief Advent meditation on true-entrusting (drawing on an intimation of Henry Bugbee's)

On the need to take even strokes—A meditation on some words by Henry Bugbee

A few photos of a wild and windy early winter saunter through Fulbourn Fen and along Fleam Dyke

Not TINA but TATIANA — An advent address to prepare for the celebration of a lower case “c” christmas

". . . the balance in which I weighed ideas I was studying was always that established in the experience of walking in the place" — A walk in the Cambridge University Botanic Garden

To live in this world you must be able to do three things — a natural, this-worldly understanding of immortality

"The present day — that is the dwelling of meditative thought" — Henry Bugbee