Today's mail is yet again about my Northumbrian adventures. Last week I mentioned a favourite place of mine, St. Mary's island. This week I want to expand more on the magic it holds for me.

St. Mary's island becomes accessible twice a day for a few hours around when the tide is low and at other times is a true island, tiny and dominated by its slim white lighthouse. I was blessed with a tremendous view of St. Mary's island from where I was staying. I could see it from my bed! I was able to witness the exposure and covering up of the natural causeway as the tides changed. It was fascinating to watch and inspired a plan.

I carefully researched the tide tables to pick a time when I was least likely to meet other people. I had decided that if possible, I wanted to be the first person to cross when the subsiding tide allowed, in a kind of 'ceremony' for myself. It felt powerfully symbolic.

On my last morning the causeway was due to be crossable from 8.45am. I made sure I was there early enough for it to still be unpassable. No-one else was around. It was a fine cloudy morning as I made my way to the start of the causeway. Standing looking across to the island was awesome. The causeway in front of me was largely clear, save a short central section that was still covered. I was able to watch the last of the waves lapping gently over its surface, subsiding by the minute. It felt miraculous that suddenly the path to the island was revealed. One of Nature's wonders.

The white lighthouse towering in front of me, I began my walk slowly towards it with a sense of reverence, joy and gratitude for this wondrous opportunity. I felt a strong sense of connection to the elements. I could see that there were seals basking on the island's rocks. It was an absolute delight to, for a short while, be the only visitor on the island and just share the special space with these wonderful creatures. My island venture felt deeply spiritually fulfilling to me. It continues to feel meaningful and sustaining.

St. Mary's Lighthouse, Whitley Bay, causeway partially covered. April 2026. Barbara Payman.

Seals. St. Mary's island. April 2026. Barbara Payman.

St. Mary's island. Low tide. April 2026. Barbara Payman.

This week's self-kindness invitation is to reflect on any (metaphoric) 'islands' in your own life... opportunities for connection that may come and go... and to perhaps choose to make an effort, follow through and 'cross the causeway'. This could be something simple. May you find deep nourishment in any ventures you undertake.

Go well.

In warmth and kindness

Barbara