Singing as the Darkness Lifts
The title of this podcast comes from my love of three things: the sound of birds welcoming the dawn, the feeling of darkness lifting, the moments of joy that make my heart sing.
In September 2023 I started my new relationship with Mondays. I invite you to come on the journey with me as I find out what the air smells like first thing on a Monday morning, and what it feels like when you make a leap to follow a whole new journey of coaching and poetry.
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Episodes
Dec 11, 2023
Dec 11, 2023
5 min
Episode 15: This morning the moon is new and the air carries the tiniest hint of trampoline.
Dec 4, 2023
Dec 4, 2023
8 min
Episode 14: This morning the air smells clean. No notes of particular trees or grass, but perhaps the tiniest hint of evergreen leaves from low bushes...
Nov 29, 2023
Nov 29, 2023
6 min
Episode 13: The full moon is somewhere behind the cloud this morning. The air seems to carry the scent of trees, but I am unable to determine what kind.
Nov 29, 2023
Nov 29, 2023
5 min
Episode 12: I sense a vague smell of disinfectant wafting along on the air, but it is not a crisp clean smell.
Nov 29, 2023
Nov 28, 2023
Nov 28, 2023
6 min
Episode 10: This morning the air does not have a hint of fireworks or bonfire smoke and this surprises me.
Nov 28, 2023
Nov 28, 2023
4 min
Episode 9: This morning the air smells of leaves again, and I am wondering what the moon would smell of.
Nov 28, 2023
Nov 28, 2023
3 min
Episode 8: The morning smells of cold stone and I set off the alarm call of two different blackbirds when I opened the sash window of a hotel room to push my head out and discover this.
Nov 27, 2023
Nov 27, 2023
5 min
Episode 7: This morning I cannot determine what the outside world smells of. The air is cold and the stars that are still in the sky are blurred by clouds.
Nov 27, 2023
Nov 27, 2023
4 min
Episode 6: Last night I predicted that the morning’s air would smell like mint and when I opened the front door it did!
Singing as the Darkness Lifts
The title for this blog originated from my love of dawn chorus and early mornings. It also doubles up as a way of noticing what it is that makes a person's heart and soul sing.