Author Archives: lesleyjonesberry

Vectors

We were at the wonderful How the Light Gets In (a Festival of Philosophy and Ideas) last month. I love this event, so I’m more than happy to put up with its minor discomforts. The campsite, I admit, is a … Continue reading

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Flight

I returned to the UK recently on an overnight flight.   For most of the journey we crossed an invisible globe which lay beneath a solid cloudbase.  Due to the time of year and our flight path,  the rich red hues … Continue reading

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Glimpse

Before we went on holiday, my mum would spend time trying to leave the house clean and tidy. She did this right down to the day of our departure and even in the last few minutes. I could not understand … Continue reading

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Journey

I am in the middle of a Short Story Writing course and our topic this week is journeys.  I’m finding it impossible to write a story.  Journeys are so deeply symbolic, so essentially, entrenchedly metaphorical, any creative capacity I have … Continue reading

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Epiphany

6th January is Epiphany. A major feast day in the Church calendar which has, as soon as we open Wikipedia, a multiplicity of names and associations including Little Christmas and Three Kings Day. It offers, apparently, a choice of things to celebrate. The … Continue reading

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Carpe Diem

There is an old Fry and Laurie sketch, Shakespear (sic) Masterclass in which the pedagogic lecturer, Fry, employs fresh-faced actor, Hugh, to work on a passage from Troilus and Cressida: Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back,Wherein he … Continue reading

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Indigestion

When we are really listened to, we feel better.  We share our problems with a good friend and no decision is made, no action taken, yet our sense of emotional heaviness is so often lightened. 

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I see dead people

The ghosts have returned to my dreams.  I am travelling in a car and the driver is revealed to be my dad, so I feel safe although I don’t know where I am going or why;  another time, midway through … Continue reading

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Keeping my head above water

Metaphors are ingrained in our language and we cannot communicate fully without them.  The word ‘ingrained’ is itself metaphorical.   The image is of a piece of wood, and the grain which is part of its very fabric, the comforting associations … Continue reading

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Keeping time

I left St Paul’s Cathedral at about ten minutes to 8 after a service of Choral Evensong, followed by a mindfulness session and the opportunity to walk the labyrinth installed under the dome:  the Chartres design printed on heavy canvas … Continue reading

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