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
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
Today’s offering, is a poem from my heart as it ran free, while I was down and out and in the middle of a high fever: The very best way to find inspiration!
Sometimes we are just pushed around, in and out, but in the end a cloth is made, it is the fabric of the life we have made. The dance of life, morphed into a tapestry of colour.
May you rise to the challenge
Of making amends
Even if that is a mere thought
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.