Seasons Of The Soul

I wrote this article for the first issue of Maker’s Magazine which was published late last year. This issue explores the relationship between human creativity and Mother Nature, and my article in particular looks at the theme of surrendering. I hope you will read it and enjoy!

Thanks to Maker’s Magazine for their inspirational first issue and for allowing me the opportunity to put my writing forth to a wider audience. It just goes to show that if you believe something is worth saying and continue to do the work, honing your message, somebody, somewhere is listening, and may even share the same feeling as you do!


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Seasons of the Soul by Lisa Fam


Healing hospitals?

I spent some time in hospital last week with a case of appendicitis. Whilst I didn’t have to be operated on thankfully, I was virtually anchored there on a IV drip of antibiotics.

I had plenty of time to ponder the resilience of human beings, especially of the elderly with broken hips and legs, facing the immense task of learning to walk again in the twilight of their life. Life is always throwing up challenges and age isn’t a barrier.

Then there were the  nurses,  there when I went to sleep and still present when I awoke, continually cheerful whilst attending to the bodily needs of the ill at 2am , 3 am 4 am…

In this intense environment I saw the precariousness of life, tilting towards death and back again, and how it is the care that we have for each other, even of complete strangers, that makes it all somewhat tolerable and even courageous.

On day 2 I was released from the drip and took a walk outside in the fading light. Camera in hand I was like a child again, hungry for nature’s comfort and delights. It felt so good to reconnect with the natural elements after being in the hothouse of the hospital with curtained beds, grey walls and the constant stream of lights, buzzers, beepers.

It seems that hospitals reduce the human body down to it’s essential functions, the minutiae of vital signs and infections. But what about the wounded animal that is in us? How is that healed? We need the glimpse of green, the quiet of nature’s stillness, the fresh air of a sea breeze to remember who we are.

Sadly in the 21st century, hospitals are not places for recuperation and recovery, or  of healing in the broadest sense of the word. We need more art, more nature, more thought about what revives the human spirit during times of crisis and then create the environment with that at heart.

Emergent Spring

As Mother Earth transitions from the dark and contained winter gestation, that glimpse of light that signals the coming of Spring is both powerful and gently feminine. Its beauty is captured in the rise of the moon and the pure white of the blossoms that dance from tight buds.  I created this doll to celebrate the hopeful emergent energy that comes with this change in season, both outer and within our psyche.

The space of the heart

Have you visited the space of your heart today? 

Been to the place of rest and stillness?

The temple, the garden, the sea?

Journeyed to the inner most galaxy of your being ,

returned refreshed and enlivened

and ready to share your abundance with the world?

For a moment or an eternity,

Find your heart centre

 and breathe

and let it take you in and in and in.