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The dream becomes reality... -
A man and a woman are one with the forest
All around them is green
The earth provides for their needs and they no longer hunger
The stream provides their water and they no longer thirst
They have cast aside their guns, nobody wishes to kill them

They are not judged because of where they were born
What they own or who they are owned by
They are judged for what they do now
What they wish to achieve and learn
How they have lived and how they wish to live
How they love and how they wish to love
And the judgment is that they shall be absolutely free

One day they may have the gift of children
To care for and to love
Those children shall not be taken from them
And when those children grow they will have their own choices
To make with all the inhabitants of this earth
Whatever race, class or religion

They will build a world where truth
knowledge and justice will rule...

This was not our past, but this can be our future


For which we fight, for which we are prepared to strive


The original poem was written by dear friends of mine.  Their creativity and understanding of the world has been an inspiration ever since.

The dream has become a reality in a place just as beautiful as the last but a place which is large enough for the ever growing herd of goats.  We now have land and barns for them and more space for the projects we have planned.

If you would like to bring clients and friends here for quiet meditation and storytelling please get in touch at

There is a natural storytelling area and a beautiful valley.

When we came here we had agreed that the water and electric would be cut off.  We never thought we wouldn't be able to reconnect with a pipe running across our land.  Apparently we cannot connect to a spur.  It was a blow but we have a spring on our land.  It is a theory it is the old iron age fort so if the spring fed them it can feed us.  I t is a bit environmentally unfriendly as we bring it up by quad but as it is a long way we have no choice.

We have no house as such.  The animals have a lovely big barn.  It is a great new adventure and what we can afford.

One day we may have a little more than an old touring caravan.  For now we make do.

It is a big change, another big change I should say.  Leaving London for Wales was the best thing I ever did.  Pengraig was a fabulous home and if life had been different it still would be.

We were cut off from power here at the new place as the power was shared with next door.  We could go back on grid but we have managed alright so far without it so going back to it now seems a betrayal of my beliefs.  My partner is learning it is possible and he likes the idea too.

We couldn't have a mainline phone line as there is no room on the exchange so we have our own hotspot and better internet connection via EE than we ever had from BT.

There are alternatives, we have been forced to find them and we are better for it.

We have some exciting plans for our new location and progress is being made.  The digger has been very busy and as of tomorrow it will be busy again.  The new goat mountain is due to be built tomorrow and other construction work including working on the spring to make it viable for pumping up the water we need for the goats and other animals.  That will be progress.

We are moving over to the new web site so all new blogs etc will be on there.  It is new, it is wordpress so I am learning that as I go along.  

This site will keep going but only for my writing now.  I will keep it up to date with the novels but for the exciting things we are doing at the new place please see the new site.

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