you no longer want to live 
waiting for the other shoe to drop,
humpty dumpty to finally fall,
the endless holding of breath.

in fact, you’ve emphatically often said,
“never, ever again.”

but you walked on eggshells for far, far too long,
and on some days, dear one, you still forget
your current life, your situation,
no longer requires this.

so, remember to pause and listen,
for that very first hint of ‘crack.’
and instead of involuntarily tensing muscles,
quickly holding breath,

slow and calm, inhale deep
and listen—
to what your body speaks,
to what your own heart needs,
to who you really are,

and wrap yourself in softness
and safety
as your mind recalls that that was then,
but that is past
and now begins again.

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Cacti have the ability to endure and grow in harsh climes. They open their breathing spores at night instead of day to prevent moisture evaporating in the sun. And if you’ve ever sat in my chair and enthusiastically swung your arm as you spoke, you’ve experienced the sharpness of this cactus’ spines (a few people come to mind!). But these spikes also collect water droplets to support the roots and have helped my pet plant on the weeks I’ve forgotten to water.

As masters of survival they grow slow—but sure. These photos were taken five years apart (thanks FB for the reminder of the older one) and a cactus that seemed mostly the same from day to day, has significantly and impressively grown.

Are you feeling a bit like a cactus right now? Enduring a season of drought? Feeling like your prickles need to be ‘out’ for protection but feeling bad when someone gets too close to your spines?

That doesn’t mean you’re not growing. In the past five years, some of my fast growing or more showy plants have either not made it, or have had to be drastically pruned (once again probably due to their environment of my inconsistent watering!). Yet this survivor has held steady and faithful and I find myself admiring it not only for its uniqueness, but for its otherworldly beauty.

And maybe you’re doing better than you think you are too. ❤

🌱Lessons from a cactus 🌱

Five years ago

Now

i read the other day 
if you focus on something
for even four minutes
letting your gaze soften,

your cortisol, the hormone of distress,
needed in small doses
but havoc producing in excess,
lowers in measurable ways.

(isn’t that amazing?)

it’s gratifying to witness proof
of the importance of instinctual things
and that taking the space to stare
is exactly what you need.

so now i advise (with evidence!)
remember to pause and stare:
at a candle, a fireplace, the gentle wave of trees.
the sparkle of the surface or waves upon the sea.
the ever-shifting, billowing shapes of clouds fluid
or anything such as these.

(but not the scrolling of a screen)

let your busy mind relax,
your breath to slow,
your muscles to unclench,
and allow your body
to literally, chemically
recover peace.

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Video by my daughter Hannah

This stunning poem by Rumi from the 13th century shows that humans back then, just like humans right now, didn’t like emotional pain. But emotions are vital information about how we are relating to the world around. I had a counsellor that often said, “All emotions are welcome here.” If we only allow the ‘good’ emotions we’re missing out on a huge portion of the clues we need to navigate life. They each have a purpose and a function.

the autumn leaves have come and gone,
now you are wintering, too.

there is no shame,
no hint of failure in this.

there are times when fruit is quickly produced
but that’s a brief portion of the cycle really.

the longer is the preparing of soil,
the planting, the sprouting,
the watering,
the budding.

it always takes time
for the harvest to come.
lean into your season
of rest.

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There is no shame in the need to rest. Rest is a normal, healthy part of the rhythm of life and nature is proof of this. So, let me say that again in case you need to hear this today, there is no shame in the need to rest.🌿

Photo by Ethan Hoover on Unsplash

as you sit on the wheel of the Potter
it’s ok to be uncomfortable
and learning to trust takes time
and practice.

we’re just not good at letting go
hands at sides, waiting to be formed.

but perhaps it’s the reforming
that is most painful,
when you thought that the pattern
was clear, began to rely
on the outcome,
but the Potter wasn’t finished,
he was only just beginning.

this part of the process hurts
and it’s ok to be befuddled, unsure,
angry even,
but please be assured
the Potter always knows
what he is doing

and the hands that formed the highest bits
of mountains and the deepest depths of sea,
flung stars across the sky, dazzling
is able to finish the work
that has been started.

and if you lean right in,
even though this hurts,
and especially let go
of what you thought would be,

you will be amazed.
for the things that he forms
are marvellous.

i don’t know why this has been
so hard, but in his expert mercy
he does—
just you wait and see!


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it caught me off guard 
as i turned onto the highway
that used to take me past the rolling hills
towards your beach side home

to chats and cuppas and biscuits
already baked for afternoon tea
and we would play our favorite game.

you’d remember the details
of all the things that i’d relayed before,
your mind still sharp in spite of age
and because you truly cared.

and yesterday, i was unprepared
for how much it twisted in my chest.
then memories flooded in bittersweet

as the sun peeked through the clouds
highlighting crimson and amber leaves
and the green, green grass of rolling hills.


—Grief can be a visitor that catches us unexpected and unprepared. But grief is not always about the loss of a person, it might be the loss of something rather than someone. Like safety, connection, a community, a way of life or even our peace. Regardless, all grief matters and needs to be felt. Unfortunately, there is just no other way.

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today, if your heart is achy
please do not despair
for tomorrow’s morning will come
and it might just dawn different.

and today you may sniff
the sweet scent of rain
as storm clouds give way
to gentle summer showers
that soften the earth of
your dried out, weary soul

awakening the seed
of something new
already planted within,
and germination begins.

and maybe all that you needed
to experience this miracle
was to make it through
today.

—"What if I fall?” Oh, but my darling, “What if you fly? (Erin Hanson)

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i hope you experience peace 
when the sun ascends soft,
or sets with dazzling hues
at the end of pleasant days

and that you pause to notice
miracles like these—

but i hope you discover too,
when bridges fail and roads are closed,
when footing’s unsure and circumstances
escalate

to find the place of calm
in the center
of the storm.

this, my friend, will be concrete proof
that you’ve learned a thing or two
about accepting the uncertain
in the things you can’t predict,
let alone control.

because peace when it’s peaceful
—is easy

but finding the calm
in the middle of the mess
is the hard-fought, down in the bones
deep in the soul, radical form of trust
that remarkably
endures.


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"I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth."
(Ps. 121:1-2)

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even though logic says different,
a part of you does not believe
it’s normal to be imperfect.

that you will make mistakes,
miss some detail or take wrong turns
no matter how you try.
but let me remind you,
imperfect is human

and while on your journey
it’s true that you will learn
and you will grow, i hate to burst
this bubble, but you will never reach
that highest
pinnacled peak
of perfection.

the sooner you welcome this
the sooner you will stop
inflicting self-pain harsh,

striving to walk a path
you were never-ever meant
to even begin.

so, come on over to the place
some of us humans live
and join in the ranks of those
just doing the best we can.

where we don’t stop growing
or trying, but when we don’t
meet every mark we choose,
we say, “you know that’s okay.
perhaps that goal was unrealistic,
or possibly even unkind. i can
adjust and start again.”

and grow to not fear
your certain, imminent mistakes.
they are part of the journey,
par for the course,
yet they do not ever
define.

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