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’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.
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
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
The magpie called to me just now You can’t imagine the amount of time I spend in the past before I realise, and present myself, once…
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