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Yorkston Thorne Khan live at Latitude

❤ My lovely brother Jon Thorne with his special buddies James and Suhail ❤

the sound and the fury

I first saw Yorkston Thorne Khan a year or two ago at the Great Escape festival. Their short show was a peculiar mixture of all their backgrounds and influences. I enjoyed everything they did, but when they finished with Sufi Song my eyes filled with tears and I was genuinely transported.

Yorkston Thorne Khan are a strange group. Superficially they seem to have little in common, but they clearly enjoy each other’s company enough to tour for a couple of years, record two albums, and keep producing surprising and beautiful music together. And they’re relaxed, confident, capable and utterly charming.

Suhail Yusuf Khan’s stunningly powerful voice and ethereal sarangi bring a heady exoticism to the acoustic guitar and double bass of Folk legend James Yorkston and peripatetic jazz bassist Jon Thorne, but they share everything equally, and never try to overpower each other. This music doesn’t need percussion to find…

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Reflections in a moment…….

All day on Friday I was looking at the stern of a ship docked at The Pierhead and as she turned to leave the ‘penny dropped’. With her horn playing ‘Wish upon a star’ and the outline of Mickey’s ears on her funnels; she is the Disney cruise ship.

She visited Liverpool a year ago and I went down to the seaside at the end of the street to watch her depart. It had been a lovely day and the beach was packed with happy people. A Mum needed to see to her two young sons making sandcastles and she turned to me smiling and asked if I could hold her new babe while she did what she needed to do. I stood there rocking her little one, listening to children’s excited chatter as Goofy and Mickey waved to them from the ship to the notes of ‘Wish upon a star’.

A year has gone by in a blink. Back then I did not know that I would be standing in my ‘happy bubble’ watching her leave this time from my front room window. That my work would have expanded and evolved, or that my life would have put down some deep loving roots in this place I chose as my home.

I am glad I didn’t know, as I stayed in the moment. I don’t want to know the future now thank you. This moment is a balanced place to be and the treasure in it is love for life as it flows.

Gifted moments…..

Philarmonic Dining Rooms – Liverpool

We went to see a play last night and just before it started I turned to George.

“It’s lovely to see you.”

Frowning, he replied “But you only saw me yesterday.”

I looked away, paused, and turned back to him again.

“It’s lovely to see you today.”

He grinned. ❤

Life’s sweet spots…

Yesterday the rain held off long enough for George and I to join Mum and Dad at the track for a ‘boys and their toys’ session and train rides.

A special day unfolded as we rode together under the canopy of the trees between the fields and around the old fishing lakes. Dad was running his diesel engine, because it’s easier for him to handle nowadays, and there was a wonderful mix of steam engines and other diesels. The air was filled with concentrated conversations and sharings on engines and cries of ‘I need more water’ as pauses were made at the station platform. Smiles as we were asked to ‘Hop on and try this out’ and ‘Do you fancy a trip?’

In quiet pauses birdsong could be heard and we all felt the joy of travelling beside the last of the bluebells and rhodedendrons in bloom. Mum brought a yummy lunch which we shared in the clubhouse, as Bobby made tea among the sharing of stories and laughter.

My heart will hold the sight of George’s face relaxing as his grin broadened on each trip round the track. The moment my Dad lent towards George and shared a man’s perspective and the two men were in perfect accord. All the hugs as we parted and wended our ways home.

George discovered that the track was in Daresbury the birthplace of Lewis Carroll, thanks to my Mum. ‘Do you fancy seeing the church and commemorative window?’ he asked me, so we turned right instead of left out of the farm gate.

Lewis Carroll’s Dad was the local vicar and we were lucky enough to have a kind lady show us round the church. The stained glass window depicting Lewis Carroll’s life is beautiful and we stood there hand in hand gazing up at it.

Our exploring afterwards took us through tiny little villages tucked away between country lanes, quintisential pastoral scenes unfolding one after the other, a big set-up selling secondhand pieces, hand made furniture and all sorts of goodies for the home and from there we moved onto a country pub garden. A giggling game of random questions could have had us moved on for inappropriate behaviour, but we got away with it, only disturbing a duck on the little stream running through the garden. They are holding duck races there next weekend and there is already an impressive display of rubber ducks appearing at the back of the bar.

We wended our way back home through the country lanes with memories made of spun gold and love. ❤

Perceptions….

I am currently halfway through writing a book about my internet dating adventures, thanks to the ‘spark’ from a lovely friend. This is throwing up all sorts of issues as you can imagine and the growing ‘tongue in cheek’ belief that I may never be asked out again.

The issues are interesting, because I am protecting the identity of all the characters, but where do you draw the line on how much you divulge? I have opted to keep it real and all is in there, including the unattractive aspects about myself and my moments of shame. It is apparently funny, and written with a light hand on the tiller according to those who have been privy to excerpts. It is not an unburdening of my soul, but a snapshot of what life can be like in internet dating land for women of a certain age. A publisher asked what demographic I was aiming it at and I replied ‘Are you kidding me on?’ I may need to brush up on my promotional skills.

I shared this current activity with my Mum and Dad on a recent visit and my Mum’s face lit up as she said ‘I do hope you are including the perfect cock story in your book?’ My Dad nearly choked on his lunch.

Writing this book takes me into the heart of ‘vulnerability land’ and that can became a sticking point. I have learned over the years to write and get out of the way of myself, because time and again I would write and be ‘reading’ it at the same time. That doesn’t work I found, as judgement comes in and my insistent critical inner voice is very loud indeed. So I write without thinking and just let the words fall onto the page.

This book is about me with real life events, so I have been facing fear as I sit at my laptop each day. Fear of judgement, not being enough, not being worthy and basically writing a load of stories that no-one would feel inclined to read. Hello fear.

The last thing I want to do is have it come across like a modern day advert, or some social media posts that we are all subjected to. You know the ones: beautifully attired people fresh from a full nights sleep, just off trekking in the Himalayas, while feasting on pancakes made from fresh goat’s milk, collected as the dew still nestles on the mountain sides and the children are in hand made crocheted hats…..you get my drift. This had to be real for me to do it. So here’s the reason I am quiet and daily beating down fear. If this ‘fear bashing’ translates into my appetite being subdued then I am ahead of the game. Now where did I put my crocheted hat?

My new web site….

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Jane Sturgeon – Instinctive Life Therapist, Writer & Speaker

Well here we are, I have taken the plunge and crafted a web site for my work.

I will be flowing with a monthly newsletter and other inspirations as they float up.

Any feedback would be greatly appreciated, as we all know that nature abhors a vacuum. This has been created in my ‘happy bubble’, so I could easily have missed things……

Boris the Wonderdog, my buddy…..

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Boris and I have been flowing through the holiday season in historical Chester.

We have shared treasured moments with our family as we all came together and made heart memories to hold forever. We have danced round the kitchen; Boris springs up and down, while I will keep quiet about my dance moves. We have produced meals from the huge range (I so love cooking on this now I have got the hang of it) and watched some stunning sunrises on our walks. Navigated our way to the river and the park, where Boris successfully manages to terrify the local squirrel population.

Grid locked in traffic the other day I discovered that my friend’s car has heated seats that also supply a roller massage that is simply bliss. I floated home and immediately sent a text to them, while they played on an exotic beach far away, saying that having made this discovery I would now be living in their car and could Boris stay with me always, please. ❤

Boris, being a Wonderdog with superpowers, comes everywhere with me and yesterday we successfully moved all my goods and chattels to a new home. I will unpack and settle when I return on the 5th, but for now the cobbled street outside and my new place have been checked out by Boris and passed as OK. I can have my furry friends to stay there too, which is an added joy.

As he lay his head next to mine and 'hurrumphed' in my ear at 5.20am this morning, I did suggest that it was a trifle early to start the day as I stroked his head. He went back to sleep, as all wise buddies do.

So as I thrive with Boris's wonderful company I wish you all much love and happiness for 2017. Here's to sparkly times as we all cross new bridges and share life together. ❤


Jane Sturgeon

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