Being melancholy can lead to action, an escape from the inertia, to art, gardens, and movement and maybe, to see the world in all it’s beauty
I’ve been in some of the dodgiest places that I wouldn’t even go to in Australia, but still, courage takes us to the edge of the unknown then drops us off safely back home wherever that is…
It is women mainly who think I am brave and I get that. I encourage everyone to live a little each day, go and do what is in your heart to do – you don’t need to be brave
It’s not the bottom of life itself, it was just the bottom line of a tribe that didn’t ‘get’ me.
Such are the joys of love and life, and I have enough drama to last to eternity and back
But life’s like that, and I don’t beat myself up for not going with the flow, instead I just move along until I can.
I am just a piece of fluff Blowing in the wind We all break down We blow around Until it rains Not so good, for fluff…
‘To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides’ David Viscott
With reflection, tonight I get to count the blessings of love, support, companionship and inspiration: I will go to bed on a sleepy high.
One Sunday when you’ve had enough of the repeat repeat of the weekday weekend treadmill, try jotting down some points of what’s great and not so great about it all. You might be surprised at what’s revealed, or where your daydreaming takes you