“The thing that bothers me most about this new world of instant overloads of mass communication and accelerated daily life, is that people are losing their sense of personal dreaming. That sense of being intimately yourself is disappearing.” … Continue reading What next?
I sit here, looking at our sudden deep water frontage and a river knocking at my back door after rain so voluminous who knew the world could produce such a thing. I have four kids on school holidays jailed inside the house and never enough food. Opposing this, I also have that New Year … Continue reading Month of Mini-Motivation
Hope is the only thing stronger than fear. These words bring so forceful a feeling, an image, a time from the past, into my mind that I am reliving it as if it were now. It’s a time when our family was holding on to hope as if it were the stairway to heaven. When … Continue reading Hope v Fear
It’s enough to singe the nose hair. Or at least relieve my nasal spray of it’s duties. Is it alcohol? My wine definitely doesn’t smell like that. Thank goodness, the old glass of patience. Astringent might be how one would describe it. The AK47 of germ terminator’s, might be another good description. I’m talking about … Continue reading The smell of safety
So ladies, we’ve now "got it all". Someone burned a bra and we can be CEO’s, mothers, revolutionary’s, and expert children’s party crafters. But so many women are not happy with this. They are trying to cut back on hobbies, friends or even family in an effort to calm a chaotic life. They meditate on … Continue reading In hot pursuit of passion
"You're so lucky". Nothing gets up my nose and tweaks on my most sensitive nose hairs more than these words. What I hear is: "You're so lucky not to have to work hard; to have always had everything fall in your lap; to have been born with “PERFECT” stamped on the birth certificate. And, you … Continue reading You’re so lucky
The old man is Greece. The old lady is Romania. And the clever young thing is the EU. Why these three? In a timely coincidence, I have just edited a piece in my book, set in 2005, which talks about life in Romania as the country prepares to enter the EU. Right when Greece might … Continue reading There was an old man, an old lady and a clever young thing…
In this big wide world, there was once a little boy who was crippled with shyness all the early years of his life. While his friends were climbing trees and playing on swings, this little boy would cry behind my legs, with an intense fear of being social. In later years, it would be suggested … Continue reading Kicking goals