Archive for August, 2007

The Intricate Dance…

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

In conversation with Chaim yesterday he mentioned, almost in passing, letting go to "life’s intricate dance".
I’ve been thinking about his words - and thought you might also like to.
As I sit and write I also recall a line from Dr. Seuss’s Oh The Places You’ll Go "I’m afraid that some times you’ll play lonely [...]

Paint What Lies Before You

Tuesday, August 14th, 2007

I am storycollecting. I am thinking of past. I am thinking of roots.
I am thinking of Home. And what it means.
I am painting with words. Words and stories.

 (And I found myself thinking ‘Brett Whiteley’ - image Blossom Tree (c) Brett Whiteley (source))

One of those days…

Wednesday, August 8th, 2007

 
 
Sometimes you just have one of those days. Ahh this being human…
Image by hugh 
 

What is Your Mirror?

Monday, August 6th, 2007

This year has been a dynamic one. Physically and metaphysically I have been moving a lot. And a little. I have been stuck and I have been unstuck floating in the breeze or catching the winds of an unfurled sail and an unfurled story.
One thing I keep being confronted with, as I move places, [...]

Opportunities - Whose?

Saturday, August 4th, 2007

I was suddenly reminded of a conversation I had with a friend a few years ago. He rang me up and asked me for a coffee because he wanted my advice.
As soon as we sat down he began to talk about how he had been offered a very high profile job which in his own [...]