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
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!
It’s not the bottom of life itself, it was just the bottom line of a tribe that didn’t ‘get’ me.
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
This is a post for those who have loved and lost – you may be absolutely ok 354 days of the year, I know I Am but on anniversaries, well you know, it’s ok to dwell a little
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.