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Continue reading →: When did you stop dreaming?When I was a kid, my ambition was to be a bomb disposal expert for the army. I fancied myself as a bit of a GI Jane character, camouflage streaks dotted across my cheeks, I’d swoop into a hostile situation (in my open topped jeep) ready to diffuse the ticking…
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Continue reading →: Don’t believe everything you read…
A few years ago, late one afternoon at work, my phone rang and it was a journalist from a well-known newspaper. She explained she was writing a story about a church which was hiring out its building to be used for art exhibitions and charity fashion shows. Sunday services…
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Continue reading →: When you need a miracle…
It was hard, dusty work. The men were using their bare hands to scrape away at the roof. They were tired, a bit thirsty, but in good spirits as they worked away, grabbing chunks of mud, straw, tearing, pulling up, trying to create a hole big enough. They didn’t have…
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Continue reading →: The beauty of a closed door.I’m house-hunting. To be fair, I’ve been house-hunting in a fairly commitmentphobe sort of way for a couple of years. But recently, the search gathered a bit of a steam and I made an actual real-life offer on a property. Initially I was a little unsure and went through a…
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Continue reading →: The poison of bitterness…
I talked to a man recently who was very,very bitter. In fact, I suspect that if bitterness was a skin disease, he’d be encrusted in scales, which weeped and seeped and oozed his pain. I’m not judging him.Life can be hard and his life (in particular) had taken plenty of…
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Continue reading →: Don’t be the victim of a scam.
The Sirens were a sort of Greek mythology girl band. According to the myth, they were half human, half bird creatures who lived on a rocky island, spending their days singing and playing seductive tunes in order to entice poor, sex-starved sailors on to the rocks in the waters below.…
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Continue reading →: Take a breath…and slow down.For the past week, I have lived mostly between the sofa or bed, with an invisible ‘out of order’ sign slapped on my forehead. I’m usually the one ploughing headfirst into everything, 100 miles an hour, doing, racing, chasing, with an only-fools-slow-down sort of attitude. But sometimes your body…
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Continue reading →: An encounter with a ‘ghost’?
I should say upfront, I don’t believe in ‘ghosts’. I believe that when you die, you die. Your spirit leaves the earth,no lingering, no hanging about, no haunting. Having said that, I still believe the supernatural world is very real. I believe there’s an epic battle taking place around us…
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Continue reading →: When you don’t know what to believe…
When I graduated from university, I landed a job working for a TV show. It was an exciting time, a big move to London, my first real house and a proper job, surrounded by all the glitz (and drama) that came with live TV. I spent my mornings on set,…
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Continue reading →: How to get wisdom in a hopeless situation.Solomon was the youngest member of the family and even though his family was incredibly wealthy and he had everything he wanted, there was a dark shadow over his life. He was the child of what began as an adulterous relationship and there would always be a few who…
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