Henry Berry's blog

Beyond ideas of right and wrong There is a field. I'll meet you there. RUMI

Bullies like Fatty Robbo formed me. After terrorized weeks he got me, But only a bloodied nose. I got a second clout For what I...

Da dah! We wake to your glory, great one! You’ve bejewelled everything, Transforming the ordinary. And I’ve got to say. It’s mir...

Do what you can With what you've got.

Beating myself up, Who is doing the beating? And who is being beaten?

He said ‘Hadestown’, my son, And I pretended to have heard it wrong: ‘I’ve been there. Got drunk in the Tavern overlooking the w...

Build an observatory of your own mind.

Poetry? He said. It’s just lists. Like kids leave Santa a list. He has a point. The apples Humans say are rotting On the south ...

Anger Blame Guilt Shame. These are the vehicles of our pain. Let go anger Let go blame We become peaceful once again. Let go gu...

I like people who look me in the eye. I'm not alone. There is a deeply held human trust in eye to eye contact, and a primal distrust o...

Isn't it strange that, when female genital mutilation is widely outlawed and reviled in the UK, male genital mutilation continues withou...

Timing is everything. Take, for example, the father of one of a number of young women abused by a gymnastics doctor. Attending the trial...