I wrote B You on 23 August 2019, during the quiet of the witching hour, without knowing what I was going to say. Seven years later, I found it again. Its message still feels relevant: amid all the outside noise, we can lose sight of our own thoughts ~ and of the person we were…
I Know ~ Are We Hearing The Words Or The Person
A story about language, culture and listening for the meaning behind the words. Sometimes we hear the words someone uses without hearing what they actually mean.My Swedish friend Cath B often replies to me with two simple words:“I know.”Now, to English ears, “I know” can occasionally land rather badly. It can sound abrupt or dismissive,…
Cut Flowers and Me
Inhaling the scent of beautiful Rose, I notice another blooming within the hedge. Attached to the stem, there are three other buds. None of which have seen daylight yet. but perfectly formed. What sets these three apart are the elongated stems, the stems who have tried to bring the buds into the light, held only…
Reflections
April Full Moon twenty twenty four ~ How she witnesses Earth from afar and becomes light as night draws in. She sees us and we see her shape changing with every passing day but to our perception alone. Her shape doesn’t change at all, it’s an illusion, a play on light from Sun and a…
Darn Dementia
Hiya babe how’s you?Good Dad thanks.D!Dad!I don’t know how I’m going to get to work? They’ve taken my licence off of me!Well believe it or not you retired seventeen years ago.Did I be buggered – does my pension come by post?No Dad, it gets paid in the bank and there’s plenty so no need to…