Permaculture Womens Guild

Permaculture Womens Guild

By Gudrun Cartwright At the weekend I was out cycling in the New Forest. It was a beautiful day and all was well with my world. As I relaxed into the ride, I realised that I often seem to be fearful and rarely (if ever) my fears are realised. On this particular day I was fearful of passing other cyclists on narrow paths. Cars driving too close to me. Going too fast down hills. Struggling to get back up the hills. Skidding on gravel and falling off. Getting stuck in a cattle grid. Being slow. So many things intruded on…