There are no easy words for the insights of the spirit, and approximate language used in good faith can cause approximate truths to spread like a disease.

The difference between me and a butterfly is that the butterfly looks at a flower with no purpose in mind but to sip nectar. The flower feeds its body while for me the colours and shapes and scents of flowers feed my heart. But how arrogant of me to assume that the butterfly does not feel its miniscule heart also soar for no reason other than touching and being touched by beauty!

Autumn in my garden is when trees give their tickertape welcome to winter.

Time-honoured insights are often trivialised as cliches.

Counting your blessings is a better cure for insomnia than counting sheep - you can fall asleep before you get through half of them.

Our human responsibility for animal rights, plant rights, and the rights of the earth to its health and wholeness is self-evident. Whatever our beliefs about the hereafter we are the temporary custodians of the here-and-now, and if we neglect our obligations or abuse our powers then we abrogate any rights to a further share in this planet's delights.

There are no easy words for the insights of the spirit, and approximate language used in good faith can cause approximate truths to spread like a disease.