Lindy Brook Tweed

I love supporting our beautiful planet in many creative and practical ways. For the past few years I’ve co created Breathing Space at Stanmer Organics near Brighton – a semi-wild garden which provides a quiet space for visitors to connect with nature.

Email: lindybrooktweed@hotmail.com

Diary 2021

Willow Canopy Breathing Space
© Lindy Brook Tweed 2019

The heat in the garden is searing and as I step into the shade of the Willow Bower the air is different – cool, sweet, energising.

Shadows from the leaves dapple the ground as a slight breeze stirs them. I feel held by the circle and comforted by the familiar shrines in their directions.

Air; Fire; Water; Earth.

I lie down in the centre and look up into the leafy canopy. Small birds, foraging for aphids hop from twig to branch. The song of a thrush drifts through the hot air outside.

I feel a deep connection with the Earth under me – the layers of flint, chalk – the bones of my ancestors.

I have a sense of how precious this land is, supporting a myriad of life for millions of years.

Shady Bower, Breathing Space © Lindy Brook Tweed 2019

Calendar 2021

Winter Bower, Breathing Space
© Lindy Brook Tweed 2018

Diary 2018

Contributor Showcase

Entrance to Shelter
© Lindy Brook Tweed 2014 General view - Bspace © Lindy Brook Tweed 2014 Story Telling in the Bower © Lindy Brook Tweed

Diary 2018

I sit in the Willow Bower in my rainproof poncho which covers me completely. Inside I feel dry, warm and cosy. Around me I hear a steady dripping from the leaves. The smell of the rain connects me to the Earth as it sweetens the Air. The roots beneath me seem to sigh as they accept this offering of nourishment. The gift of life.

After some moments I get up and walk slowly, feeling each step making contact with the wet grass as I move towards the Honeysuckle bowed down by rain. Then on to the May blossom where each tiny white flower holds a shining diamond. The corrugated leaves of the Hornbeam, newly unfurled, create tiny rivulets for each droplet before it cascades downwards. Every drop of rain I see on each plant, leaf, flower and tree holds a glistening orb before falling to nourish the Earth.

I follow the path carefully, slowly, through the Beech archway and back to the Willow Bower to sit a little longer feeling energised, calm, relaxed and at one with my surroundings.