” Raja had been walking the hills and paths of the Ramallah region for more than forty years. When he began walking, before the Six-Day war of 1967, the appearance of the hills was largely unchanged from the time of Roman occupation, and it was possible for him to move more or less unimpeded among them; … Read more
“Those who in youth and childhood wander alone in woods and wild places, ever after carry in their hearts a secret well of quietness.” W.B Yeats In preparing for this pilgrimage, I (Sam) found myself unexpectedly drawn back into my own youth. We had intended to head … Read more
Since childhood I’ve often struggled with Remembrance Sunday. When I was growing up much of the culture around me was still unconsciously immersed in a rather Victorian Christianity, with an imperialist quality which horrified me. Not that I didn’t and don’t deeply feel for all who suffer through warfare but I am a pacifist at … Read more
Waking on this blustery autumn morning I (Cami) realize two weeks have passed since our Wild Harvest Fundraiser at Dartington Church. A rich and deeply nourishing day of community gathering in celebration of this blessed land. The intention was to bring awareness to Wild Church and our monthly tree pilgrimages that we will be hosting … Read more
One Sunday evening, Sam and I (Beth) were walking on the moors with my parents who were visiting for the weekend. We’d gone to church together that morning, followed by a long roast lunch, and we were now walking around Hound Tor into the dusk. I said to Sam “I’d love to do this with … Read more