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I'm sitting looking at Freddie my new kitten. He's asleep in his bed, deeply peaceful, on his back with paws in the air curled up in delicious comfort. Next to him scattered all over the floor is a great mess of soil that he's pulled out of the plant pot and scattered round the room. He's frustrated because he's not old enough to go out yet. He should be out playing, and, in a natural world, born free, he would be. But, like the rest of us, he has to live within the limitations of the world we… Continue

Today, for what feels like the first time, I genuinely care about myself. Its been a long time coming. After a long journey in therapy and personal development, and much experience in this world, some things are becoming clear. When I became a young woman, a sexual being, all hell broke lose. My Dad seemed suddenly less able to communicate with me. Awkward around me as my sexual nature developed, he handled this by becoming more distant. My mother and I, around this time went to war. A typical… Continue

Those words of William Blake deserve attention. For a moment. Every beauty has a time span.



Beauty fades. Its born, like a perfect bud. Full of morning dew and potential. If the conditions are right, beauty blossoms. Our attention fades away as the beauty does. Moving on to another flower. This is as it is, as it should be.



To all the flowers in all the world. To the beauty of nature. To the process of discovering, opening. To delight. To the efforts made. To the fading… Continue

Nonesense. Who's to judge? To say what makes sense or not?

Sense to me isn't sense to you. Or maybe it is.

Maybe it almost makes sense, but not quite.

Maybe nonesense is not understanding something that to someone else makes sense.

Perhaps understanding, makes sense of everything