I abandoned a book today, one I should have known I did not have enough time to finish. Instead I’m thinking about all the people around the world right now, that feel
I have always believed that life rewards action, yet so often I worry about the outcome of my choices, the consequences of my actions. I toil over the result, the cost – loss or
I want to go down to the woods, to The Forest of Dean and walk along the riverbank where I can hear the rush of water, step on that muddy path and feel
I called you I sung out your name and asked you to come, not fully understanding the depth of my request, not comprehending the fullness of what I prayed for. Just your name
I gave away some books today even the one I had yet to read. It appears the baggage I carry is heavy and it is always best to offload before a long journey.
Leaves lick the crisp air like crimson flames flickering in the breeze Could you set my heart on fire like Autumn does to the leaves?
So regal such raw, femoral strength holding him stiffly as he sniffs the cool air no doubt he senses the artist poised there, capturing him as he decides whether to fight or flee
I write this before it is too late I sense the pending gloom and need to put words to paper before I am lost in the wave of darkness that threatens to overwhelm
On a Sunday I find myself at the stove stirring a large pot, chunks of meat and sauce - a meal I won’t even eat. So often a roast with lots of
I have tried the meditation that arrived in my inbox, the one that guides me to connect with nature and talks of singing to the trees Just this week as I walked in
If you pass by an antique store such as one of those lining Portobello Road, be sure to stop a while and listen to the stories those old artefacts yearn to tell Like
I thought I lost you there in amongst the tall grass, Bluebells and Foxglove. I thought I lost you where the fairies go to dance and the squirrels like to hide. I had