I watch as hearts Grow cold and Restless within Home feels not Like home anymore To hearts looking For warmth in others And I comfort the pain Without and within Watching the script Of Life’s circus of Players and clowns And I smile with Patience for I Too know the Chaos within the Vagrant hearts Of mankind for I have also felt The need to Spread my wings To explore new Lands and skies Before my home

I have a theory, not a belief as I don’t do belief in deities well. But my theory is that we are a cell of source capable of great kindness and great darkness depending on the programming we have absorbed. Once you see the programming clearly you can then begin…

Passage Of Time Everyday I am blessed in my job to observe the beauty, and character displayed where ten years I would have not seen it, upon the faces of our seniors and veterans.

Hey You, It Will Happen To You Too One day you will realise the bands you partied to, the comedians you laughed with, and the actors that made you feel and cry in empathy are dying off. You look in the mirror and see another’s face and body wearing your…

The Cycle Of Grief And just like that, the emotion I thought I had dealt with returned, washing violently over me, swamping me with grief and a fractured longing for the feel of your frail body once again in my arms. The songs played in my mind that I played…

“ I’m Never Enough” The self talk I have had with my stubborn self. I hate to admit defeat in friendships, relationships or projects. It questions my resolve and my depth of commitment in my mind to be non-judgemental and forces me to then do what I hate more than…

Cutting The Umbilical Cord In the late 70s, 80s and 90s, styles of parenting did a 180deg turn. Children became the axis on which the family was based. It was a distinct choice amongst most parents to not use violence to discipline and teach children. Parents chose what made them…

So You Had Your Tower Moment Had a bad day, a bad week, a bad month that accumulated into the feeling that everything around crumbled or worse, still crashed to the ground. There you are, sitting amongst the rubble, looking around you at the devastation left to your life? Well…

Do you celebrate me or tolerate me? At some stage, we should consider the people in our lives. I have found if you listen and observe people closely, their behaviour, and the words and body language of those who hold some space in your life. Whether that is in person…