Iona Winter

    Category: freedom

    • voice

      your voice holds mine within time, place, land and sea illuminate awakened shadow selves fit seamless constellations hands memorised no expectation freedom inside our conscious touch your voice holds mine within

    • Change. Is it as good as a holiday?

      On a trip to The Big Smoke last week, I noticed how sped up and disconnected it all seemed. My response was one of sadness. At times, I had to ask people to slow down as they spoke to me. Yes okay, a contributing factor might be my declining hearing. However, what I noticed (most glaringly)…

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