Most times when you’re growing up I can’t help thinking how little we pay attention to the details in our lives as they unfold. I was thinking about Miz who was my literary mentor many years ago now. She’s since passed away having accomplished for herself the title of novelist. She always told me, (more…)
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Grey winter days can be comforting or dreary depending on a person’s internal barometer reading. Mine says comforting today. And the outlook for tomorrow is more of the same.
It’s 6.35am here and the local birdlife are awake and bustling. They seem impatient for (more…)
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What is it about being connected, to someone, something that makes it so important to our human experience? Is it need? If that’s it, then, we’re bound to be disappointed. Needing something too much could (more…)
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Sometimes finding the way forward is more difficult than we imagine, particularly when we’re just hitting our stride and from out of no-where the unexpected occurs. It somehow seems worse when (more…)
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What is it do you think that makes some people complain more than others about their lot? Even if their lot were eminently better, than say, their neighbours? See, the thing about our lives is (more…)
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