“The mystical life is at the centre of all that I do
and all that I think and all that I write.”
I fell in love with Yeats long ago in my distant youth, and while other, more tangible loves have come and gone, his words remain faithfully in my heart, captivating it utterly. His poetry stirs me at my core. Although I will never attain his exquisite mastery of the written word, he remains an inspiration and a kindred spirit, for the mystical life is also the centre of all that I do, and all that I think and all that I write.
The stories I share on these pages simply cannot help themselves. They are messages from my soul, voices that demand to be heard, and I am merely their scribe. Sometimes their meaning is only clear when my work is done and I look back at passages I can barely remember committing to paper. I share them here because they were never meant to be mine alone.